CHAPTER 47
Spencer’s POV
After she calmed down, I decided to slowly enter the room, slowly closing the door behind me.
“How long have you been there?” she asked, wiping her tears with a weak smile.
“I’d say long enough,” I responded, leaning on the door frame. “Are you good now?”
“I’ll survive.”
I took a moment to really look at her. Her eyes were puffy from crying, and she looked exhausted, but somehow still beautiful.
“How can someone look so pretty after all that?” I thought, but didn’t dare say it out loud.
“We need to know what to do next,” I continued.
“I can’t believe Florida is such a monster,” Clara said quietly.
“We shouldn’t be surprised.”
“You look so unbothered,” she paused. “I guess you’re used to seeing people die, huh?”
I let out a small scoff with a knowing sm
