Celina unlocked the door to her apartment and stepped inside with slow, deliberate movements. The silence of the place clashed with the storm swirling inside her. She dropped her bag on the couch, sank into the cushions with a weary sigh, and reached for her phone. Quickly, she typed a message to Gabriel:

"I’m home."

She locked the screen and placed the phone on the coffee table. Then she stood, walked into the kitchen, pushed the window open to let in some fresh air, and filled a glass of wate