Ava was disheartened to hear what he said. She wanted to comfort him, but realized that she didn’t know where to begin.

Time couldn’t wash away everything. Some wounds would never heal. Instead, they would fester and spread, killing everything around them. You wouldn’t be able to tell just by looking at the surface, but the rot had gone in deep.

Mason asked her to step outside and give him some space.

He lit a cigarette when he was alone, but he snuffed it out the next second. His mind trav