Selene~
Cassidy blinked over and over, unable to process what I was trying to tell her.
"Right. That last part."
That was what she kept repeating. I knew it was a lot to take in with no concrete evidence but I still told her, because I wanted to get it off my chest.
The man's face had been haunting me since I watched him get eaten and when my therapist glossed over it and technically called me crazy, I lost it.
I was so stricken with guilt that I tried everything to get his face out of my head, even sleeping around.
"Where did you say it happened again?" she asked.
"Out in the street," I answered. "When I went for a walk."
I couldn't exactly tell her the whole story. That would just be stupid, and I didn't think I was that stupid.
"Uh huh," she said as her eyes narrowed slightly in concern. I knew she wasn't buying it completely but at least she wasn't calling me crazy either.
"I'm tired of seeing his face everywhere," I finally said.
