Chapter 91

Manny stood at the front doot ringing the bell repeatedly, yet he got no answer. His worry crept up to a boiling point, and he was moments away from dialing 911 when the door finally creaked open.

What he saw next nearly sent chills down his spine Quintessa, pale as a ghost and trembling, stood on the threshold. It looked like the had just stepped out of the shower, with her hair still dripping; her body was weak and shaking

Manny quickly reached out, grabbing Quintessa’s hand and steadying her as he guided her inside. “What’s wrong with you? Stomach acting up again?

Quintessa didn’t answer his question. “Got a smoke? I need one.

Will a dude’s brand do?

Surre

Manny fumbled in his pockets and extracted his own pack of cigarettes, then he carefully pulled one out and offered it to Quintessa before flicking his lighter and igniting the tip.

days she was abroad, whenever her stomach was unbearably painful, Quintessa would smoke. It wasn’t addiction;

habit.

a mix of fear and concern. “Quinn, you look terrible. How are

said, “Fetch me

harsh scent

shape, and this isn’t the first time. I’m taking you to

Tyrone, the slightest warmth from

“Alright,” she conceded.

out now?”

nodded in

to the restroom to change her clothes. When she returned, Manny caught a glimpse of marks on her neck and quickly looked away; in the meantime he felt anger stirring within him. ‘What kind of man

way to the hospital, Quintessa rested with her eyes closed to conserve energy. Manny knew she was in pain–deep, relentless pain that kept her from sleeping. Yet, she never

broke the silence. “Quinn, 1–I ran into Mr. York

“Mhm.”

him about our plan

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