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.

and clean up

This one

does that mean?

my brother shows up at my

each carry a box. Really big boxes.

1

K

4

.

2

“That blockhead beta

he means James.

big enough to lug around both of these.

them?” I feel compelled to ask.

we did,” Liam snaps at

They’re essentially

is

hand, they’re doing

pack won’t feed you,” Liam mutters. Then he opens the box and pulls out packages or protein bars and giant

isn’t it?” Adam says to

he’s thinking about me being locked

box?”

drops it and the components inside clang loudly.

and pulls out knife after knife and then

against

I say

is it

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