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.

I organize clothes and move boxes and clean up the

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

that mean?

brother shows up at my room with Adam

box. Really big

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blockhead beta just left these at the main

sure he means James.

lug around both of these. The guy

you search them?” I feel

Liam snaps at

essentially violating my privacy, but

is

the other hand, they’re doing

he opens the box and pulls out packages or protein bars and giant jars of peanut butter. There

Adam says

locked away

in your box?” I ask him.

drops it and the components

and pulls out knife after knife and then an assortment of

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

not that,” I say

is it then?”

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