Calix
Lucky for us, Dexter Sharpe agreed to meet with us that same day. Not that any of us felt lucky right now though. When Danny gave me the address, I realised it was just a little way past Domino, the lookout point where Chasity had marked me. I told myself I wouldn’t look as we passed it but I did. The memory was bittersweet now, tainted by the present. The mark on my neck tingled as we drove by. I trailed my fingers over it. The permanence of Chasity’s mark comforted me. We would always belong to each other no matter what happened. The memory of that day was so vivid I could almost smell her floral scent. Everything was burnt into my brain: her smile, her voice, the taste of her skin, the way she looked at me. I hoped the memories stayed just as vibrant over time. I was petrified th
