Something was different about Mikaela. She appeared almost desperate. Clinging to Mark while staring at Sabrina with pleading eyes. As if she had been robbed of her free will. As if her soul was trapped inside a body not belonging to her any more. She changed, right in front of Sabrina's eyes, her friend changed, staring at Sabrina with the same smirk Jo had used.
"Mark?" Sabrina whispered his name, but it was a cry for help.
He leaned down and brushed a kiss against Sabrina's ear. "I'll help her, keep your distance, the infection hasn't spread yet."
She should've made him explain to her what was going on. Exactly what's going on. How did the women get infected and with what exactly? Somehow she couldn't focus on the questions, still too shocked to see her friend like that.
He pulled h
