No One to Mourn Him

Giving up on the shower she stepped out and dressed in new clothes. She picked a blue dress that pulled in at the waist and cascaded down. Her feet showed signs of rubbing from the heels she had worn in the morning so she opted for a pair of loafers.

After she had fixed her hair, which was wet from the shower, a timid Hadria knocked on the door.

“Enter,” Kaelie said void of emotion. Hadria was a q