Chapter Nineteen
I fixed myself up in the bathroom, the black ruin of my eyes would scare anything I might encounter tonight. I let my hair fall down my back, freedom I could control, then little black dress and I joined John in the hallway outside locked door number one.
He unlocked the door with a key and held it open wide, welcoming me to enter ahead of him.
The room was slightly smaller than his bedroom and was painted a deep warm blue. About halfway up the walls every couple feet were simple, delicate sconces wrapping right around the room. The dark wood flooring continued in here only interrupted by an antique barn wood table in the center of the room, looking slightly smaller than an average picnic table, but about the same height. The table had various drawers within it, and the
