The morning sun crept in through the cream-colored curtains, but the warmth did nothing to ease the cold ache in my chest. I hadn’t slept. The night had passed in a haze of memories and unanswered questions. Every time i closed my eyes, i saw Arnav’s face. Every time i tried to steady my heart, I felt it break again.

I was curled on the living room couch, my knees drawn to my chest, when I heard the knock.