Shattered Plans

NOLAN’S POV

The glass shattered against the wall.

Crystal exploded across the floor in sharp pieces, amber liquid sliding down the white paint in thin, sticky streaks.

I stood there breathing hard, my hand still clenched from the throw. “Useless,” I muttered under my breath.

The room was silent except for the faint hum of the city outside the tall windows. Normally the view calmed me. Tonight, it