Emily’s POV

I woke up before Dario.

His arm was draped across my waist, heavy and warm, his breathing slow and even beside my ear.

I lay there staring at the ceiling and let the silence press down on me.

I was lost in thoughts of the room. I wondered what the word Eliminate circled in red meant.

The words were still behind my eyes. My father’s name circled like a target.

I had seen it. I couldn’t unsee it.

I turned my head slightly and looked at his face. In sleep he ...