An Evening Swim

Sera

I woke late in the afternoon and couldn’t believe not even a full day had gone by since Killian and Tommaso had almost killed one another. I groaned, rubbing my eyes and wishing I’d been able to sleep the entire day away, waking in the morning to a new day, and whatever new set of problems would be coming my way.

With Killian, I was an acrobat, always walking the tightrope. One wrong move, and I’d fall over the edge into oblivion. Right before I hit the ground he’d catch me, and we’d start the game all over again.

It was getting exhausting trying to keep up with him and his moods. I knew without a shadow of a doubt his unwillingness to either commit, or get rid of me, was because of whatever damning secrets he felt he couldn’t tell me.

I took a deep breath, trying to get my thoughts together. I could lie in bed and dwell on it, or I could do something with my day.

An hour later, I was still in bed, ruminating over the situation with Killian, and overall feeling sorry for myself.