CASSANDRA
The room is quiet.Like the cold, dark void of space. A violent silence that seems to exist to crush me. I’ve been locked in here all day. I’ve seen no one, heard nothing. Sun streams weakly through the windows as I sit on the floor, knees up, my hoodie stretched over my legs. I don’t even want to be in the bed. The bed Arthur paid for. Sure, he may have also paid for this floor, but at least I’m not getting any comfort out of it. I don’t want any comfort from him in any way. At this point, I’d rather starve than eat any of his food.
My bag lays beside me, still packed. But my heart is torn open, spilling my soul into the silent void. It feels like I’m deflating, losing myself as every second ticks by.
I didn’t make it. I didn’t get to Rhett. And now I may not ever see him agai
