Chapter 206 Separation

• By noon the day after Andrew caught Noah in my apartment, I still lay in bed. I did not sleep a wink the entire night, and yet I had only left the bed to use the bathroom. I had not changed from my pajamas or showered since Lisa’s wedding.
• Andrew’s egg-and-sausage biscuits sat in the trash, untouched. Somehow, above everything else, the smell wafted to me from the kitchen, nauseating me at the memory of our fight. I did not have the energy to take out the trash and rid myself of that torture.
• I stared at the book that rested just beyond my reach on the bedside table. It was a sequel to the romance novel that I had been reading at Andrew’s second home when Chevalier ambushed Jeffrey and me. In this one, Sapphire and Raphael were trying to escape from Beelzebub’s boss, Lucifer himself.