Til, Death...

At 3:33 AM, Natalia, drunk and draped in sarcasm, sits alone in her new apartment, venting to the urn of her late fiancé, Kyle. Between bitter jabs and reluctant confessions, the weight of h... Read allAt 3:33 AM, Natalia, drunk and draped in sarcasm, sits alone in her new apartment, venting to the urn of her late fiancé, Kyle. Between bitter jabs and reluctant confessions, the weight of his absence settles-until the lights begin to flicker. As the silence thickens, Natalia is ... Read allAt 3:33 AM, Natalia, drunk and draped in sarcasm, sits alone in her new apartment, venting to the urn of her late fiancé, Kyle. Between bitter jabs and reluctant confessions, the weight of his absence settles-until the lights begin to flicker. As the silence thickens, Natalia is forced to wonder: is she just talking to ashes, or is Kyle still here, listening?