Arianna
“Why is everyone around me dying?” I cry upon learning the fate of the people I once called my parents. I bury my face in the pillow to sob. A gentle hand is placed on my back.’
“I’m so sorry,” Nate whispers.
I stop crying to look at him, “Why? Am I being punished?”
“No,” Nate says.
“First, Brockton, then Charlotte and Derrick,” I sob again. “Who’s next?”
“Don’t think like that, Ari,” he pats my back.
I shake my head and slink out of bed towards the bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror. My eyes are all puffy and red.
“We’ll take it easy today,” Nate says while standing in the doorway. “Today is a day of mourning for Brockton.”
I just nod. “I want to call Aidan.”
“Okay,” he mutters.
I wipe my face and brush past him. I find my phone on the end table and sit on the e
