Feeding Frenzy

Vivian could not breathe in that house anymore.

It was not the walls. It was not the space. It was the silence.

Damon barely spoke. When he did, it was short, distant, like she was someone he no longer knew. The children did not even pretend. Their eyes followed her when she walked into a room, cold and sharp, like she was something dirty they could not throw away.

And her phone.

It would not stop