A Place to Breathe

(Korbin’s POV)

I had forgotten what morning looked like.

When the first line of sunlight slipped through the curtains and touched the floor, I only stared at it blankly, like it belonged to another world. It had become the same thing every day. The light would come, crawl across the room, then disappear again.

Then darkness would return, then morning, then darkness again.

I stopped counting how ma