THROUGH HER LENS
POV: Qui
rearview mirror. His hand rested loosely on the steering wheel, but his mind wasn't on the road. It was on the girl he'd just
a kind of heaviness-like someone who carried too much but didn't say anything about it. There was something po
he'd said. And she'd winced at that, as if the idea of no
from glass and silence. He stepped inside, greeted by stillness. Sasha wasn't around-probably gone for th
atly labelled containers Sasha always left when she knew Chloe wouldn't be home-jollof rice, grilled chicken, an
d, he saw Maya's face-her lips parted slightly when she'd panicked, the way she pulled d
phone now, stari
(Law
n you want to so
ete
h
u got ho
ed th
ther guy who saw a pretty girl and got distracted. But this didn't feel l
ity. The skyline blinked with a hundred scattered lights. Somewhere out
hy she stayed on hi
hat w
OV: Betw
bars across her wall. She lay still on her bed, curle
ld've be
e saw his face-Ethan's calm expression
something else. He didn't make a big deal out of the accident. He didn'
el seen in a way s
nship and she was able to see the world around her in a different way her eyes could do. After the divorce between her parent. She was so much attached to both of her parent but she had to choose one. And her father, who was the cause of the divorce, be
fter her parent's divo
misunderstanding between her mum and grandma but she never knew what really happened. Not even now. No explanation. No room
dly, her grandma pass
o final hug.
of it. And she couldn't get her mind off the fact that her grandma was fit an
aybe she'd closed it first, before it coul
her eyes-
SEQU
gh gauzy curtains. Dust
lding a camera-but her eyes are hollow, haunted. She
seize her grandmother by the arms and s
screams. "Don't
yes red like blood, filled no
nto the dark-but the r
le
on
hes her neck. A bright
right in bed,
was cold
he dream was always the same – her grandmother's eyes, the
dream in recent weeks and she wasn't
e felt... urgent. Like a whisper growing louder. She didn't know what