A Walk with the Devil

The suffocatingly quiet house offered no comfort. I drank the tea Kieran poured, the bitter liquid burning down my throat, and retreated to my room shortly after. Now, I lay awake in the dark. The mattress felt too soft, the silence stretching too heavy. I tossed and turned, tangling the sheets around my legs. My mind raced with the heavy weight of Kier's offer to train me. *I will make you strong