Evelyn 1:1 Mom, the message says. I stare at it in horror, feeling the need to scratch every inch of my body. I drop the phone out of my hands, letting it land on the floor with a loud thud that makes Beelzebub fall off the chair.
I crawl backwards, knocking myself over, so I land on my bed. How did she get my number? It’s her, I can feel it in my gut that it’s her. I can’t believe she has the guts to write something like that to me!
I notice my cat staring at me with a nasty glare, making me regret my dramatic reaction. But, come on, how could I not be dramatic? My mother’s a murderer and apparently, she’s leaving me messages now. Like I’m in need of a reminder that she’s evil.
That text message that came to Killian’s phone … It was her. I was already suspecting her the moment I realiz
