Chapter 30 How Do You Want Me To Punish You?

• ALEXA
• I couldn't remember the last time I slept without jolting up in bed from a wicked nightmare. It had been three days since Octavia's death, but for some reason, it felt as though a decade had passed. I was pacing in circles in my room, trying not to give in to the pressure building in my chest. My thoughts were stuck in a derailed loop, playing that one haunting image again and again. The photo of Octavia's corpse.
• My phone buzzed on the coffee table, and I nearly jumped out of my skin, my heart rate spiking up.