CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE.
"I can't feel myself anymore, Clarissa. Please, let me out."
Melissa rapped against her door, speaking quietly to Clarissa who stood on the other side of the locked door, having come up to speak with Melissa at the behest of Luca when she hadn't stopped screaming. She wasn't going to stop because she had every right to, but she took a short pause because Clarissa didn't deserve her ire and shouts and definitely didn't need to leave her room with a wounded hearing. Clarissa sighed and looked at her phone as Clarissa laughed loudly from the other side. She'd received a message from Estabon a few minutes ago, the first one coming in at about twenty minutes earlier and he was wondering where she was and why she hadn't gotten there on time, seeing as it was her revenge.
