Uncovering the truth...

As Elijah’s freshly spoken words echo hauntingly around me like a ghostly whisper, my soul withers and dissipates while I crumble within. Shrinking beneath his gaze, I notice the room dims into an unpleasant glow while a gathering of stormy clouds nestles menacingly outside. Looming vastly over the city, the gloomy blanket chases the sun away before allowing a gentle patter of falling rain to collide against the windowpane. Staring back at my waiting mate, it feels as if the world has come to a standstill—frozen in time as I’m left blindsided by his admittance. Unsure of what to say, all that I can manage is that of an unprompted whimper when an unbearable ripple of sharp pain spreads across my chest. Wincing reactively, the sensation swells beneath my ribcage; tightening around my heart as if it were being squeezed in the unmerciful palms of truth itself, leaving the breaking organ to forget its own rhythm while it beats out of tune. As I attempt to wade through my tempestuous emot