Chapter Thirty-Six ~ Zoey
The pounding on the door echoed the pounding in my head as I struggled to sit up and come fully awake. Pulling the sash tightly around my waist, I rose from my bed and hobbled to the door, wondering nervously if Gabe had ignored my wishes and came back.
I could see the silhouette of my sister through the pane of glass in my front door. There was a moment where I thought of easing back from the door and pretending I was gone, even though my car was sitting right in the driveway, but I told myself I wasn’t a coward and opened the door.
Chloe’s face was ravaged with tears and her hair was coming out of her ponytail, looking as if she’d rubbed a balloon on her head to make static electricity.
I’d never seen my sister look so disheveled.
My concern outweighed my a
