The Weight of Silence

HAZEL

Tess slipped out a few minutes ago with a knowing look, promising to be back soon. Now, it's just me and Cade in here.

He's fast asleep on my bed, blissfully unaware of the impending doom hanging over our heads like the freaking sword of Damocles.

His body is curled slightly on his side, his long dark hair messy against my pillow, one arm draped over his stomach. The bruises from the