I spent the entire day feeling as though I were sitting on pins and needles. Every rustle frightened me. Even exhausted and with a temperature still above normal, I pushed a massive chest of drawers up against the door. Late at night, my fever spiked again, and I fell asleep.
Morning began quite ordinarily. Strength returned to my body, and I even felt hungry. But the moment I stepped out of the bedroom, I froze. The very piece of furniture I had spent so long pushing against the door the night before was standing in its original place. A note lay on top of it:
“You didn’t need to try so hard.”
My hands trembled with anger. How did he get in here? I had been sure I was safe.
Devouring scrambled eggs with greedy haste, I took a shower. Max was supposed to arrive soon. Maybe his connecti
