CHAPTER EIGHTY- THREE: PSYCHO

NOVA POV

Maybe God was punishing me for fucking my former best friend’s dad.

Or maybe because I hadn’t cared for my toxic godmother as much as I should have.

Or maybe he was punishing me just because he could. I wasn’t the religious type, and I sure as hell wasn’t trying to convert overnight, but if this was how I was going to die, could it please have been faster?

Hours had bled into more hours, then into days and nights that refused to separate. I ...