“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” I mouthed into his hair, my heart shattering into a million pieces.
Thud!
THE GREEN SAUCE: PART 2 – News
Another heavy strike. The top hinge of the bathroom door gave way with a sickening crack. A sliver of light from the hallway cut through the darkness of the bathroom, illuminating the haze of dust motes dancing in the air. Through the crack, I could see a sliver of Daniel’s face. His eyes were wide, manic, completely devoid of the man I loved. He looked like a predator staring into a trap.
“I see you, Rachel,” he whispered, his voice dangerously close to the splintered gap. “I see the shadow of your feet. Open the door, honey. Let me help you. It’ll be quicker that way.”
“Daniel, look!” Vanessa suddenly shrieked from the living room. “On the counter! Her purse—her keys are still here, but her phone isn’t!”
