katakkayang23
The world really had the audacity to keep moving after Thea died.
Rafayel noticed it every time he looked outside his apartment window. People were still moving, still living their own lives. No one seemed to care that someone as important as Thea no longer existed. The wound she left behind ran so deep that he stopped painting. Half finished canvases gathered dust while deadlines came and went unanswered.
Caleb, on the other hand, noticed it differently. Work didn't stop because his sister died. Reports still needed approval, meetings still happened, and soldiers still looked to him for orders. Every day brought another document to sign, another briefing to attend, and another problem demanding his attention.
How's the story gonna move on if no one can replace Thea?
‼️ ATTENTION ‼️
This story's pretty heavy at times. It contains depression and complicated feelings. I'm also exploring different ways people might have with grief. Caleb having his savior complex, while Rafayel struggles with self isolation and eating disorder.
So please be kind to yourself while reading. If you're not in the right headspace, it's completely okay to set this story aside. Take care of yourself first cutie. ♡
-Author's Note!!
English is my third language, so please excuse any grammatical mistakes you may find throughout the story :))