Chapter Ten
I wake up the next morning from a terrible dream where I am falling down the stairs. Every time I hit the bottom, I am suddenly back at the top of the staircase with Robbs bearing down on me.
My skin is cold and clammy when I wake up. My heart races in my chest, spurned on from the fear of falling. The sunlight that comes in from my room gives me some comfort. If the room was pitch black, I would be panicking more.
Instead, I turn to my right. . I’m in my bed alone. For a second, I think maybe I have imagined the entire night with Rich. After we had s*x on the couch, we stumbled to the bedroom, where he woke me up once in the middle of the night to have s*x again. But there is a sheet of paper on the pillow, folded over, which lets me know it wasn’t a dream after all.
I sna
