Forty-five

Iris Miller

There was something wrong.

The pain hadn’t stopped, and I was in a bedroom that wasn’t mine. In fact, I wasn’t really sure where I was. I sat up abruptly. There was someone standing in the corner. “Anna?” I stared at my other roommate, not sure what she was doing here. The last thing that I remembered was having sex with Malaki.

Anna smiled at me. “Hi! Oh, you’re awake. I’m so glad.”

I grimaced. “What do you mean? ...