My Whole World

Clara

My heels struck the polished hardwood in a relentless rhythm, carrying me from the edge of Dario’s massive mattress to the heavy oak wardrobe and back again. Behind the closed bathroom door, absolute dead air hung in the space I had just vacated.

He was in there, probably standing frozen under the showerhead, finally realizing the sheer magnitude of the wreckage he had caused.

If he was t