Chapter 44

I am so confused.

My mind kept racing, asking questions, assuming things, and then dismantling them because they didn't make sense. My head was throbbing with a slight but growing pain.

My footsteps echoed throughout the hallway as I hurried to my room. I had run away from Logan after seeing his knuckles; I didn't have the courage to stay, to wake him up and question him. I was too afraid of his answers.

There were also those faint memories of unpleasant sensations, of having been touched against my will, and I didn't understand anything. Had that happened?

I had never felt so frustrated at not being able to remember anything, but somehow, I had reached my limit, no longer lost in the darkness of things. The people around me had to give me answers.

And the first person had to be Jasmine.

I walked into my room, closed the door behind me, and saw my best friend sleeping peacefully with her hands on her chest, straight. I had always told her that she slept like a dead person in a c