Chapter 383 Lisa: Shutting Down

LISA

"Take a shower."

Kellan's soft words distract me from the darkness inside my head.

I don't even remember leaving Ava's place, but here we are. Home. His home, but also mine.

My fingers refuse to work. The zipper on my coat stays firmly in place despite my attempts to grip it. Everything feels distant, like I'm watching someone else's hands fail at this simple task.

"Here." His hands replace mine, steady and warm. Rough and calloused. Strong. Dependable. "Let me help."

The zipper slides down with a quiet hiss. He peels the coat from my shoulders, but it's warm in here; I don't need it. There's a fire going in the wood stove already. I'm not sure if someone kept it going for us while we were gone, or if they started it when we returned.

Dark stains splash against the brown fabric, mostly from behind. Mira's blood. The sight should make me react, should make me feel something. But there's nothing. Just emptiness. I'm exhausted; all my feelings have been felt.

"Arms up."

I comply without thinking, letting him pull off my sweater. Then the thermal shirt. Another sweater. The layers fall away one by one until I'm in just a thin long-sleeve shirt that clings to my skin, damp under the arms from sweating.

"Your pants are wet from the snow."

His voice stays gentle, clinical. Like he's talking to a spooked animal. Maybe he is. I stare at my snow pants, noticing more dark patches near the knees where I knelt beside...

Those thoughts lead to danger. I've already spent too

You need

the snow pants. Two pairs of thermal leggings. My movements are mechanical, automatic, following Kellan's quiet instructions without really processing them. My

into a pile. Maybe they'll need to be burned. Can't wash out that much

slightly. Kellan's

he reminds me. "You'll

warm enough in here. I don't think I'm

on the other side of it. But I stay silent, letting him guide me toward the bathroom. My feet move without my input, carrying

have started it while I undressed. The mirror shows

help?" He asks

disconnected, like my body belongs to someone else. "I

right outside if you need

filling the small space with white

as it washes away traces

not really washing. Just... existing. The steam wraps

letting me just exist in the

"Lisa?"

letting in a rush of cool air. Kellan's broad frame

You've been in here for

wracks my body. The water pelts my skin like needles of ice. When did it get so cold? I never

to

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