Hollow Vessel

THE INCUBATOR

~SIENNA POV~

The sun is too bright.

It mocks me. It rises through the balcony doors, casting harsh, cheerful rectangles of light across the floor as if the world didn't end last night. As if my father wasn't put on a plane and sent away forever. As if my brother didn't look through a scope and decide he couldn't save me.

I sit on the edge of the bed, my hands folded in my lap.

Rafael