Chapter 83 About The Curse

• *Maddox*
• The shadows on the ceiling begin their dance again, and I suddenly feel all alone, like I used to just a few months ago that feels like a lifetime ago. I watch as tree branches turn to fingers, beckoning, pointing, accusing. I would shift my position and look at the wall, but it wouldn’t make any of the problems and responsibilities weighing me down go away.
• Isla wanted to sleep alone tonight. She said that she needed some time to process everything, and she still wasn’t feeling well.