Chapter 80

Miss you.

It’s just those two words.

I stare at them for hours.

I draft a hundred different replies and delete them all. Because there is no right thing to say to the husband-who-isn’t-my-husband who-is-my-captor/enemy.

If he’s looking at his phone I’m sure he’ll see the three dots that pop up and disappear as I type and then click back to undo.

As night passes into morning, I sleep again.

It’s fitful. Filled with dreams that are more like nightmares, and memories I’ve bottled up since I was a kid.

I cry.

I curl up and try to comfort myself.

Because it’s going to take 48 hours for the results back from my lab tests.

Two days to learn if I’ll live or if I’m right back to counting down the time left with my terminal illness.

I want to live so badly.

It’s some ingrained survival instinct, sure, but when facing my own mortality, I don’t want to d ie.

organize clothes and move boxes and clean up the junk that had been left behind-some of it

is another text. This one is also brief. It just

does that

brother shows up at my room

a box.

1

K

4

.

2

“That blockhead beta just left these at the main gate.”

sure he

James is big enough to lug around both of

them?” I feel compelled

course, we did,” Liam snaps at

They’re essentially violating my privacy, but

is

they’re doing

out packages or protein bars and giant

Adam says to

locked away and

box?”

and the components inside

knife after knife and then an assortment of weapons and magazine clips, my

your old lover wants to arm you against your own family.” Liam curses, “the

that,” I say

what is it then?”

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