Monique
When I was done with dinner, I cleaned up everything and even washed the dishes.
Yeah, don’t judge me. I just... I don’t know. Maybe I wanted to make a crazy impression or maybe I just felt bad. Whatever it was, I washed the dishes.
I went back to my room, drank my medicine. I knew the timing for taking them was off, but yeah, what else could I do?
Then I stood there, wondering. What next?
Should I text Marcus?
Should I go to his bedroom?
Was he even there?
He was probably still in his office. He told me if I needed him, I could just go to his office. So, that’s where I go. I walk downstairs, quietly, to where he showed me his office earlier. It’s dark. The entire hallway has that soft eerie silence houses get in the middle of the night. I knock, lightly at first. Nothing.
