STELLA

I barely slept last night.

Everytime I closed my eyes, I saw that screen, that message, the numbers. ‘Dead or alive’.

It didn't matter how many blankets I pulled around myself, or how much I squeezed my eyes shut, I still saw it. And the same chill ran down my spine.

I still haven't told Papa, Vivian or Marina about it,

I wonder if Papa already knows about it, and chooses to not care. Could be.

I have to get my shit together before Marina or Vivian notices my twitchiness and ...