Chapter 87 - Connected

• Fiona
• I move through my work in a daze, shuffling papers and sending emails. I can’t fully focus, so I take a minute to sit back and close my eyes. Fiddling with my necklace, I let the cool metal press between my fingers, hoping it can give me the same sense of calm that it did before.
• All I can think about is the fire and Jessica. Anyone with a brain could realize that Jessica isn’t in her right mind but wanting to kill me and actually going through with the thoughts are two different things. It also brought more questions to mind.