Kate's POV
The car ride back home was tight-lipped and kind of awkward as none of us said a word to each other
Zane on the other hand was so tensed, holding onto the steering wheel as if it was his lifeline, whilst also stealing several worried glances in my direction
I knew he is worried about me hell I am worried about myself too.
I almost died for crying out loud, and the culprit is still out there walking around freely. What if he comes back to finish what he had started? what if this time, not even Zane could save me from the hands of his psycho father," I asked myself so many unanswered questions as I lay my head on the window allowing the incident to sink right into me, soon closing my eyes embracing the darkness.
I didn't know when we got to my house but I was instantly woke
