Frustration wrung Amy hard as the second day passed, without anything from Jason. It seemed like he was planning something against her. She hated the way Lily stared at her during meals too.
“I mustn't let my anxiety show.” Amy cautioned herself with every tick of the clock.
“He will show up.” She told herself, but the third day fizzled away like droplets of dew.
And as Amy went for breakfast, she had a huge frown on her face. Jason had dared her. What was she going to do? Was she really going to reveal that he cheated on his wife, and left her to die all alone?
That wouldn't be possible. She'd have to reveal too many things to ruin him. s**t. She needed the upper hand.
Amy sat next to Mari, who was chatting excitedly with someone on the phone.
“Good morning, Amy.” She greeted brie
