Chapter 96
- ELLE
- For what felt like an eternity, I just stood there—or maybe I wasn’t even standing, just floating in some terrible limbo of fear and confusion—my eyes locked on the man pressed against the wall. Rosetta’s husband. My chest hammered like it would explode, each heartbeat echoing in my skull, and my lungs felt tight, as if the air itself had turned against me.
- I didn’t—couldn’t—believe Raymond.