Hailey's P. O. V
I lit up a cigarette and pressed it to my lips taking in a puff as I watch her hang her head low, her hands tied up behind her by the chair. Poor Jean, so naïve, trusting someone like me in an instant and now put in her place by me— that’s what she deserves for hurting her. She made everything so easy for me, crying until she tired her eyes out, eventually falling asleep. Just another dash of sedative injected into her veins and the last phase of this whole catastrophe is finished. How dare they put her into this situation? I remember exactly how it all started.
“Alison, are you okay?” I asked, knocking on her door. She has been locked in her room for a week now, barely eating anything. I have been trying to get past this door for days but still gets ignored. She a
