Chapter 13

• The phone had been vibrating on my desk for the past hour. I didn’t feel like getting up to answer whoever it was. I stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling while Lisa absorbed my emotions. In return, I absorbed her pain and discarded it like trash. I couldn’t cry—actually, I couldn’t feel anything at all. Little by little, I drifted off.
• I didn’t wake up at dawn to work out like I usually did. Instead, I woke up to my aunt shaking me.
• “Eliza, get ready, or you’ll be late for class! By the way, your friend is here to pick you up.”