Darling’s last words to me felt like a goodbye.
I stood under the shower, my mind far away. As water drizzled down my body, I couldn’t help but go back to the scene at the Diner.
Who were those men? Who were they after?
My head began to hurt from thinking, I was both terrified and exhausted from the whole event. I needed to get out of this bathroom and find out how Darling was doing.
But it seemed like the more I scrubbed the blood off myself, the more they stuck to my skin. I grabbed the loofah Carmen had handed me on my way to the bathroom and scrubbed even harder.
As the rough sponge dragged across my skin, images started to form in front of me. I saw figures covered in blood, stacked together. Dead.
I saw Roman. One minute, he was smiling at me. The next, he was still, covered i
