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180 – Together
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The Price of a Second Chance 180 – Together
The moon was hidden behind thick clouds when we got home. The silence of the whole way weighed. Casper was still stuck in my body, like a poison. The smell of it. His words. His damn words.Naomi closed the door behind us. The latch snapped too loudly. I left my coat on the chair, but my entire body was shaking. The room seemed smaller, suffocating, the walls tight, the air heavy."Do you want water?" she asked.I shook my head. His throat was burning, but it wasn’t thirst. It was hunger. The hunger he had purposely poked. I sat on the couch, shoulders bent, hands open on my knees. Nails clanging. Almost. Always almost.Naomi stood for a moment, looking at me as if trying to guess if I was still me. Then, slowly, she came to the couch. Sat next to me. Her smell invaded the air, hot, alive, too human. "I should not have let him talk so much.""I know." The voice came out hoarse, low, almost a grunt. "But he knew what to say. He always did."She put her hand on mine. And the touch set m
The Price of a Second Chance 179 – Visit
The afternoon was already dying when I realized that the coffee was quieter than it should be. The sun came through the windows in golden tones. Naomi organized the cups on the counter, and I dried the last tables. There was a mood of normality, almost too good to be true.It was then that I heard. The sound of slow steps on the sidewalk. A sound that should not be different from any other client, but my body knew before my mind. The heart accelerated. The skin shivered. The wolf raised his head inside me. The bell of the door tinkled.And there he was. Casper walked in as if he owned the place. The dark coat, the hair too combed to be casual, and the lazy smile I knew too well. The silence within me burst at once."Good afternoon," he said, dragging the words as if to test the weight of each.I didn’t answer. I just stood still, the cloth still in my hand, my eyes caught on it.Naomi looked surprised. "Would you like a table or a counter?" she asked, with the automatic education that
The Price of a Second Chance 178 – Normality
The sun was born. The light went through the cracks of the curtain and fell right on my face, burning the rest of the sleep that never came. The body still hurts. The hands trembled slightly. I ran my fingers through the hair and felt the sensitive scalp, as if even the wires had memory of the previous night.I went down the stairs slowly, the steps creaking under the weight of my body. Naomi was in the kitchen, fiddling with the stove. The smell of new coffee mixed with that of fresh bread, and for a second, the world seemed normal. A second only."Did you sleep?" she asked without looking."I closed my eyes."She sighed, turned, and looked at me over the cup. Hair still messy, expression tired. But her eyes said she still believed in me. Even after everything. "You should rest today. I can open the cafe myself."I shook my head. "No. If I stay here, the head will spin."She didn’t insist. She just held out a cup to me. The heat of the coffee against my hands was the first thing I fe
The Price of a Second Chance 177 – Tomb
The forest watched me.Every branch, every stone, every piece of wind knew what I had done. The body was still there, lying on its side, the face covered by a shadow that even the moon did not want to touch. I stood before him, my chest gasping, the dry blood on my nails. The whole world seemed to expect me to say something, but the words had fled with the little humanity that was left.The river ran ahead, too calm. I hated it for that. The sound of water mixed with my heartbeat, slow and irregular. I took a deep breath. The smell was still there. "This should not have happened." The voice went so low that it got lost. I leaned down and touched the ground next to my body. It was cold. Cold, like me.The first shovel of earth was in the house, leaning against the balcony wall. Picking it up was harder than killing. Hands trembled. The body was weighed. When I returned to the clearing, the world had already turned gray. The moon began to hide.Burying a man is not just digging a hole.
The Price of a Second Chance 176 – Body
Another night at home. The wind had stopped, and even the insects seemed to have disappeared. Naomi slept, her body shrunk under the blanket, and I stood there on the edge of the bed, looking at the ceiling and trying to find silence in my head. But silence did not come. He was there. The wolf. He didn’t howl, he didn’t growl, he just watched.Sometimes I felt the look inside me, as if peeking behind my own eyes. The heart beat slower. I stood up. The house was plunged into darkness, and the open windows let in a cold breath. The moon was rising from behind the trees, pale, almost shy, but enough to illuminate the ground. It was then that I felt that smell. Damned smell.This time, it was not fresh blood. It was living life. The kind of smell that the wolf recognizes before the man can name it. The body reacted by itself. The skin shuddered. The jaw contracted. The forest called."No," I whispered, but it was late. The legs moved before the mind decided. I went out the door. The morni
The Price of a Second Chance 175 – One
The moon was still stuck in the clouds when the air began to change. It was as if the whole forest breathed differently, more slowly, more heavily. I was on the balcony, lying on the wooden floor, my body too tired to sleep but awake too much to rest. Naomi slept in there, and the soft sound of her breath was the only thing that kept me attached to the world.Closed my eyes. I tried to concentrate on that sound. In the air, entering. Out. In the heart, beating in a gentle rhythm. Then came. The tingling. First in the arms. Then in the chest. Then in the legs. The entire body is pulsing."No, now," I muttered, clasping my hands to the ground.The wolf responded with a deep vibration, almost a muffled roar in the ribs. I raised. The floor seemed to tilt. The wood groaned. The air got warmer, denser. I took a deep breath, but the air came with the taste of iron. The smell of the earth outside crossed the walls. The instinct has awakened for good."No." But the skin was already burning. I
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