Chapter 3
Miriam
My heart was racing like crazy! The news that it had not been Ice that sent me the rose, but another killer, who was obviously even more dangerous, and the realization that the officers who watched over me were gone, had left me feeling lethargic. I was sick with fear, but I tried not to let it show when I dressed hastily. I turned on the bedside lamp and glanced over at Ice, who was about to get dressed. He looked up and our eyes met. He stood too far away from the light for me to see his eyes. I finally wanted to know what they looked like.
"I have never seen your eyes," I said softly.
A painful expression appeared on his face. He turned away, grabbed his sunglasses and put them on.
"Not a pretty sight," he mumbled.
I circled the bed and walked towards him. He turn
