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.

some point, I get up and start cleaning. I organize clothes and move boxes and clean up

later, there is another text. This one

does that

when my brother shows up at my room with Adam behind

carry a box. Really big

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

he means James.

is big enough to lug around both of these.

you search them?” I

course, we did,” Liam snaps at

fair question. They’re essentially violating

is

hand, they’re doing it for my

like that a sshole thinks your own pack won’t feed you,” Liam mutters. Then he opens the box and pulls out packages or protein bars and giant jars of peanut butter. There are sealed packages of dried

it?” Adam

me being locked away and starved for a week.

in your box?” I ask him.

it and the components

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

against your own family.” Liam

that,” I say

what is it

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