It has been days since the trance, and my body still felt worn out like a huge tree had collapsed on me. And Marcus hung around me more than I wanted him to, he was always checking on me every time I blinked too slow, but he didn’t push me about the vision. . He didn’t ask what I saw. For that, I was grateful. I needed to keep some things to myself.
I still hadn’t moved out. At first, I told myself it was because Marcus hadn’t gotten me the job yet, he’d said he wanted to wait until my English was better before risking it but if I was honest with myself, I knew there was another reason. And it was fear.
At night, I would sit by the small window in the guest room, staring out at the city lights that glittered like stars trapped in glass towers. And every night, the same thought nibbled at
