The afternoon dragged with uncomfortable slowness. Even after Callum had left - mentioning something vague about "preparations" - his presence seemed to linger in every corner of their home.
Kai attempted normalcy, organizing his gym bag three times while cracking increasingly strained jokes. "Maybe he's planning a supernatural slumber party? Truth or dare with cosmic consequences?"
But his quieter moments betrayed his unease. He'd pause mid-movement, staring into space with an intensity that wasn't like him at all.
Marcus hadn't moved from his spot by the window in nearly an hour. His brooding was normal - the complete stillness wasn't. Usually, Samantha could read the subtle shifts in his expression, but today his face was a perfect mask.
