Selene's POV~
The house was perfectly dark when I stepped inside. I reached for the switch by the door, and the light flickered on, pale and steady, chasing the darkness back into the corners. The silence felt thick, pressing against my ears, but it was better than the noise of the world outside.
My body was still trembling, my breath uneven, and the fog in my mind had grown heavier. It was getting harder to focus, harder to see clearly, like my eyes were covered in a thin veil. I knew it would only get worse, so I had to prepare myself before the cycle swallowed me completely.
The first thing I did was lock the door and check it twice to make sure no one could come in. I couldn't take the risk. Not in this state.
Then I headed straight for the kitchen. My legs felt weak, my hands shaky, but I forced myself to move quickly, pulling open the cupboards, the drawers, and the fridge. I didn't need anything heavy, nothing that would take time to cook.
