Bad Decisions

PIPER’S POV

Warm water ran over my hands as I rinsed the last plate in the sink.

The kitchen was quiet except for the soft clink of dishes and the steady hum of the refrigerator. Morning light filtered through the window, painting the countertops in soft gold.

It should have been peaceful. But my mind was still replaying the night before. I shook my head slightly, trying to focus on the dishes. It