I stayed with Maya the rest of the day and the rest of the night too. Why you ask? It was nothing but the fact that she seemed so uneasy and scared. Whenever she was in her room, her hands were shaking and she was sweating like anything. Time and time again she kept glancing at the windows as if expecting something or someone to come breaking in through it.518Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcEMvxrvs9w
It was almost midnight when it happened. The text alert sound on her phone woke her up. She looked at it once and almost immediately pushed it away. Then in a state of pure terror she retreated back on the bed, trying to put as much distance between her and the phone. I peeked at the screen.
YOU MURDERED HER LOVE...518Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgu9RHfXqN
BUT DID YOU MURDER HER?
YOU DID, DIDN'T YOU?
YOU LET HER DIE.
"No I didn't." Maya cried. "She was dead...She..."
She broke into loud, heartbroken sobs, looking so pitiful that I was touched. Although I knew she couldn't feel it, I put my hands around her shoulder and simply sat next to her until the crying stopped.
The phone beeped again.
CRY...YOUR TEARS ARE AS SINCERE AS YOUR WORDS.
"Why?" She wailed just as the phone made the ominous sound again.
OPHELIA IS WAITING FOR YOU...AND I CAN MAKE SURE YOU GO TO HER
To be continued...
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