The silence that gripped the house was, for the first time, painful. Mindlessly I wished to hear that music blasting again, I wanted to hear her yell her cheerful chants and…
I could not have her get away from me! Not now! Not when I was this close to-
“Thomas?” For a moment, the voice sounds awfully familiar and I turn around in a haste, almost tripping over my own feet as I do.
At the top of the stairs, there she was, all frowny and confused, staring at me like I was some madman. And maybe I did look like one. Sweaty, eyes round and breath uneven as I walked around the house, opening the doors and searching for her -
“Where have you been!?” The words leave my mouth in a rush, my voice filling the whole place like a roar.
Persephone flinches and she grips the banister a little tight
