A Fortress Called Home

SERAFINA

After getting dressed, I glanced once toward the bathroom door. The water was still running. For a brief second, I considered walking in, wrapping my arms around him again, just to reassure myself he was still here.

But I didn’t. If I started doing that every time fear crept in, I would never let him leave the room. So instead, I stepped out and quietly closed the bedroom door behind me.