Chapter 13 Thirteen

• ABIGEAL
• I WAS sitting alone in the living room when Abel came back. The sun was just beginning to lighten the sky as he stepped in, eyes bloodshot and shoulders drooping. He stopped when he spotted me and tilted his head, “You were waiting up for me?” I shrugged as I got up. “I couldn’t sleep.” It was mostly the truth.
• Abel sighed and scrubbed his hands over his face. “How are you so unfazed? We just watched someone we knew die right there.” He pointed to the area of the floor where Matteo had lain last night. There was no trace of blood or any sign at all that someone had died there, but the smell of bleach still permeated the room slightly.