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Never in my life have I felt so wretched.
I’m slumped down in a chair at Hahnville’s only café, nursing a cup of coffee. I’ve been here for an hour. Bailey is set to arrive any minute, but I wanted the time to prepare myself before she shows up. Just the fact that she’s agreed to meet me here sends my heart racing.
What am I supposed to tell her? The truth is unbelievable, but I don’t have any other explanation. My memories of the past few days are spotty and fractured. The pieces I do recall are cloudy and dream-like. The only thing I’m sure of is that I hurt Bailey, and that is unforgivable.
Leaning my head back and closing my eyes, I try desperately to clear my foggy mind. My whole body aches. The blackened flesh around my left eye is still swollen and has now curdled toward
