Remnants of Us

Stella

The morning after the fated dinner, I find myself wandering through the house, my steps aimless as I try to occupy my mind and distract myself from the events of last night.

The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife, and I can’t help but replay the argument between Vance and his brother, Gideon, over and over again in my mind.

It’s bizarre to me how easily Gideon is