Synopsis

The silence in the room was thick, almost a physical presence. David watched the dust motes dance in the single shaft of sunlight, each tiny particle a mirror reflecting the fractured state of his own mind. He hadn't intended this. It had been a sudden, sharp eruption, a desperate flailing against the suffocating weight of grief. The person on the receiving end – a stranger, really, caught in the crossfire of his pain – hadn’t expected it. And now, the aftermath hung heavy, a discordant note in