Chapter Thirty Saturday Night
Henry I’m not sure what’s happening. Between my feelings for Sydney and all the secrets and what I just had to do outside to attacking Bryce but I don’t like it. I want to go home. I want to rewind time and never come here. That would make a difference. Right? There’s a feeling to the room. Maybe a million. Brennan and my sister are laying in bed and Bryce is sitting on the floor and Syds on the other bed and I’m standing here. Just standing here. Jens f*****g dead. Gabbys missing. And I’m just standing here. I don’t know whose doing this but I’d bet anything it’s Bryce. Everyone in here thinks so. But he thinks it’s Sydney. So I’m torn. Do we listen ti the narcissist because he knows her apparently better then us or do we trust our gut that he’s doing this. I look at my sister who s
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