Mia woke up early that morning. She found herself curled up under the covers with Phoebe beside her.
The older woman was sleeping carefree. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes fluttered with the vivid dreams she was seeing in her sleep. She murmured implausible things as she curled into herself. Mia let her be and carefully slipped out. She went to the bathroom and freshened up.
Mia couldn’t be bothered to change out of Lorenzo’s shirt. It was much too comfortable. Instead, she slipped on a pair of her sweatpants that Phoebe found in the dryer. Neither of them wanted to go into the blood soaked room.
It was very early in the morning and most of the resident’s of the big house were asleep. Mia was careful not to make too much noise. She entered into the kitchen and was startled to see Lorenzo already there.
The man was hunched up over a cup of coffee. His face was haggard and it was easy to see he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep all last night.
“Oh. Is everything okay? I