I did not sleep. I couldn't even get a silent head each time I close my eyes.
Her face, her voice, her soft moans and gasps when I was inside her. Katherine was haunting me.
The house was quiet in the way only late hours can manage. I sat on the edge of the bed with my phone in my hand and her voice still in my head. *Too soon. I'm not ready to leave him yet.* Every time I closed my eyes I saw her in my shirt, the one she had taken from this place, telling me to go before Sam came back.
I typed messages I did not send.
*I meant what I said.*
*Talk to me.*
*Don't do this. I beg you.*
I deleted each one. The screen went dark. I turned it face down and stared at the wall until the dark thinned into morning.
By then the emptiness had changed shape. It had become a light tension heada
