My heart was in my throat by the time I made it to the ground floor. Leaning against the nearest wall, I slid down to the floor. The image appeared before me again when I closed my eyes. I was grinning this time. It was a wicked grin, one that I’d never seen before. I was staring at his dead body, and I was... happy.
What the hell?
My eyes flew open, and I felt like I wanted to throw up. Scratch that, I was going to throw up. I scrambled to my feet and rushed to the kitchen, searching for a bin. I failed to get to the bin on time. Folding over the sink, I emptied the contents of my stomach.
The taste of vomit left a bitter taste in my mouth. I quickly rinsed out my mouth and the sink. After I was sure I got rid of all the evidence of what happened, I slipped down onto the floor and rest
