Chapter 115

• DANI
• I didn’t know how many times I washed my face with soap, even if there was no trace of blood anymore. I didn’t know how long I was in the shower until my skin was hot and red. And I didn’t know how to face everyone after I almost got them killed.
• It was the guilt and the conscience that could kill me, yet I didn’t hear anyone blaming me, and that was the worst feeling in the world. I just wanted them to yell at me, hate me, or even kick me out. I wouldn’t blame them.