I followed them into the bedroom. Kenneth sat by the bed while he sang Agnes a lullaby.
A flash of lightning struck across the sky, and Agnes screamed, suddenly clutching Kenneth and burying her head in his chest. The terrified look on her face made Kenneth want to protect her.
Kenneth pulled her into his arms and spoke softly to comfort her.
“It’s okay, don’t be afraid. I’ll always be with you!”
Seeing them so close, I felt like a clown. It seemed like I had forced myself into their home and disrupted their relationship.
I was afraid of thunder too, but Kenneth thought I was only pretending.
“You’re an adult wolf now. There will be many things you’ll have to face on your own. It’s just thunder, why are you afraid of that?”
I could only hug myself, pulling the covers over my head.
I waited in bed, alone and with a flashlight, until the rain stopped.
Watching them behave so intimately, I wanted to leave. I didn’t want to keep seeing them rub salt into my wounds. I also wanted to avoid the thunder and wait for the storm to pass.
But no matter how much I tried, my soul couldn’t leave the room.
I was forcibly trapped here, waiting with them in the same room until the thunder finally stopped, and the rain ceased.
Kenneth glanced out the window before looking at Agnes, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. He quietly slipped out.
Once Kenneth left, Agnes slowly opened her eyes, smiling smugly and muttering to herself while staring at the ceiling.
