Aspen

DAY TWENTY SEVEN

The moment we got into the apartment, I removed my hand from Killian’s and then I ran to the bathroom. I wanted to puke and I just could not hold it in any longer. I spent about 10 minutes in the bathroom and then I returned to the sitting room to meet Killian standing in the same spot.

There were blood droplets on him. The stains were all over his body and some were on me as well. But they were so much more on Killian. “Are you feeling—”

“You should not ...