Chapter 50

Mason's words echoed in my mind: "If you have any intention of surviving, you have to be smart, think with a cool head."

Maybe I never saw him; the killer couldn't have known that I wouldn't remember him. It was impossible for him to know for sure; no matter how many sedatives he used on me, nothing could give him the assurance that I would wake up and not remember some detail of his face to reveal his identity.

"Didn't I see you, monster?"

"Has your face never been revealed to me? And in this way, you can be close to me without me knowing."

"Who are you?"

"Well, the time has come."

Jasmine didn't bother to hide the sadness in her voice, and I didn't blame her; I was fighting the lump in my throat.

We both stopped in front of the main door of the psychiatric hospital; a taxi was waiting outside to take her to the airport. She had insisted on staying a little longer, but she had already missed a month of school. I couldn't allow myself to complicate her life like that; I would n