Chapter 31

• NOVEMBER
• My heart is racing. I don't know what's going on or what I'm about to walk into and Sean isn't willing to share. I don't know why we are not staying at the apartment. It's giving me all forms of anxiety. I hate being caught unaware. Or not being in the know. And right now, I know nothing.
• “You don't have to do this,” Sean says as I open the first aid box. I can't really use my injured arm, but the other one works perfectly fine. He helped me to arrange my clothes inside my box and now, his