My feet moved backwards, my body trembling with anxiety and fear. I was so dead.
Why did I do this?
Why couldn't I just say no to Stefan?
Maybe because I was tired of feeling hollow and he gave me a slight glimmer of hope.
I gulped as my uncle stepped inside and shut the door behind him. The lock clicked. Loud. Final. He flicked on the light, and I blinked rapidly, my eyes burning.
His gaze dragged over me, slow and assessing, before his expression hardened. "Where were you going?"
I shook my head, my voice barely working. "N-Nowhere. I was just getting some air."
His brow arched, disbelief written plainly across his face. He took a step closer, and I took another step back, my shoulder brushing the wall.
"At nine at night?" he asked quietly.
My heart pounded so hard I was sure he
