Chapter 44

• I had to admit that hearing a familiar voice was as comforting as it was healing. It did me good, it made me feel good. Miranda was crying behind her phone, distressed and with a soft voice. Let's just say I was able to say something to her after she calmed down completely.
• "Yes, it's me," I affirmed, as I opened the door to my apartment.
• "Where are you! You left like that, overnight! You killed yourself! Do you know how devastating it was to find out that you had gone straight to hell?! What the hell were you thinking, Ada?!" Her scream was furious, completely unhinged.