Two days went by in a haze.
The kind of haze that messes with your head. Hours felt heavy, dragging on like they had never ended, but at the same time, they slipped away too fast.
It felt as if I could not grab hold of anything real. Nothing made sense anymore.
Whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was Caroline and her pale face.
The way her hands shook, the way her voice broke when she told me about the blackmail. And whenever I opened them, I saw Nicole instead.
His face was harder, angrier, but under it, I could still see the cracks.
The guilt, confusion, fear. He was fighting demons I could not even name.
We did not do anything stupid during those two days. No loud fights, no random meetings that anyone could stumble across.
Whoever was pulling the strings… they were watching, waiting. That much was obvious now.
Caroline had run away last time, but this time she could not keep running. She had to be part of it.
