Chapter 82 Confession

• I was in my room, the door locked behind me with a soft click that echoed louder than I expected in the silence. My fingers lingered on the lock, tense and cautious, as if Kyle could just walk through it if I didn’t secure it properly.
• The walls felt like they were closing in.
• I grabbed the white cardboard next to the closet and laid it flat on the floor, then crouched low beside it, knees digging into the carpet. My fingers shook as I reached for the black marker, the cap popping off with a sharp sound that made me flinch. I wasn’t sure where to begin, but I knew I had to because if I didn’t piece everything together now, I was going to lose myself in this chaos.