The acrid smell of smoke filled the air, and the distant sirens only added to the cacophony of chaos that surrounded her.
Thick plumes of smoke billowed from shattered windows, masking the once-familiar structure in a shroud of darkness. Flames danced hungrily, devouring everything they touched. The world seemed to slow down as Viviana's eyes locked onto the building's charred facade, her heart pounding loudly in her ears.
As time stretched on, the smoke grew thicker, making it impossible to see the building clearly. The flames continued to ravage the structure, making it appear as if her worst nightmares had come to life.
This is the third time she's witnessing a fire. And this time, it's her husband in the fire.
A lump formed in Viviana's throat as she clung to the hope that somehow, Leander had escaped the inferno. The smoke rose above spreading the dreadful smell around. She looked closely to see if anyone was getting out of the house.
