Burning Memories

Cassian

She was crying again. She was sobbing, hushing her cries with the sheets. I stood in front of her door, my hand on the handle, wondering if it was okay for me to go in or not. She had stayed in her room all day. I hung around just to check that she didn't pass out again while being locked up in her room. I didn't go to her, just because she had made it clear that she wanted to be left alon