Chapter 4

"No need to wait a month," I said.

Jonathan froze and then spun around. When he saw me standing there, dark blood dripping from my chin, that composed, always-in-control face went ghostly pale.

"Let's end it all now," I said.

Dark blood oozed from the corner of my mouth, dripping onto the thick wool carpet in the hotel hallway and blooming into stark, ominous stains.

"Anna?" His voice cracked with panic.

He stumbled toward me, tripping over the edge of the carpet. His knees hit the floor hard, but he scrambled up and crawled the rest of the way to…