There was a cold, persistent rain that evening. Léa was alone in her kitchen, her hands clenched on her cup of tea, when her doorbell rang. Behind the eyecup, she recognized Emma — her twin sister — soaked, her face swollen, her gaze lost. This moment was going to change everything.
The evening when the silence was finally broken
The rain had been falling relentlessly for several days. This heavy, sticky rain, which seems to weigh down even thoughts. Léa was alone in her kitchen, a cup of cold tea in her hands, lost in her thoughts, when the doorbell rang suddenly.
Her cat jumped. So is she.
