Chapter 86

• ELEANOR
• The slam of the door still rang in my ears, loud and final, like Armando had shut away any hope I had left. I sat on the cold concrete floor, the chill seeping through my thin clothes and into my skin, making me shiver right away.
• The room was small and bare, with just one bulb hanging from the ceiling, its dim light throwing harsh shadows on the plain walls. Somewhere nearby, a pipe dripped water slowly, each drop adding to the heavy feeling in the air, like the place was alive with my own dread.