The Monster By My Bedside
, my voice fla
ief. "Oh, Sarah, that's... th
bbing her eyes. "You
ed them out
papers withou
sing to take car
, I let out a breath I had
d was
ng to "move
ing to d
nt a week later, th
itous, suffocating me
ght he
he left for a
clothes, my mother' s old locket – the only thing o
here was an
ceased mother. He' d given it to me when we first got engaged,
I took it from my jewelry b
to leave, the
ped into my
hrough the
d Yo
he one who had been wi
did h
hen opened the
k here?" David
s... out
me, at the packed
ere sharp,
he asked, his voice s
, a hint of genuine c
nstructed dam in
nce that first day in
ked out. "Mark. And Jessica
relief in Mark' s voice about o
face growing grimm
the disgust on hi
s voice tight with anger. "But this... this i
my bag. "Yo
ping my eyes
ent for a mom
finally. "But Mark will look for you. Jess
a more... permanent sol
nent so
d, but a despera