Drained

Chapter 50 - Drained

Selene ~~

I just lay there.

Flat on my back. Eyes wide open. Staring at the ceiling like it was supposed to give me answers.

But it didn't.

It never does.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't.

What was I even supposed to say?

Who do you talk to when you're tired of talking?

When every word feels useless?

I was tired.

So tired.

Not the kind of tired sleep could fix. Not the kind you feel after working hard. No.

This was a different kind of tired.

A heavy, frustrating kind. A soul-deep kind.

I was tired of pretending. Tired of smiling. Tired of being careful with every step, every word, every breath—just so I wouldn't piss off the wrong person in this cursed pack.

This place doesn't even feel like home anymore.

It feels like a damn den—a place where wild animals watch you from the dark, waiting for you to fall, waiting for you to break.