I spent the rest of the day in bed, just staring off at the glass as the colours reflected in it changed with time. My eyes closed gently as the sunset diminished, and I struggled to find sleep.
Neither would it come, nor would the thoughts allow me to breathe. I say up, a small sigh leaving my lips, my chest heaving slowly. Without much of a thought, I walked out to the vast sitting room. It was empty but lit up. It didn't even smell like there was anyone in the house. It smelled mostly like... anger. Tension. Hate. I hated to think that was mostly because of me. I hated to think I was the bad energy, but the anger that kept consuming me simply wouldn't stop.
I slowly made my way to the door and opened it. To my surprise, the door was unlocked, and the lights were lit up. It took me a b
