Prologue - Demi
I watch as the dust swirls to the ground, the winter sunlight streaming through the window. I then stare down at my hand, resting against Kelsea's book. Pale in contrast to the black card cover. I stroke my hand along the metal rings binding it.
I'm shaking.
I'm about to read it all. All my questions will finally have answers.
And now, they've all gone.I'm alone. Where I want to be, to read about Kelsea's days.
And there's no turning back.
YOU ARE READING
The Days Of Kelsea's
Teen Fiction". . . I'm doing it for her. Even if it means reading about every single private moment of her life. . . " Kelsea Richardson went missing three weeks ago. Demi Costello thought that they were best friends, but obviously not. Not if your best friend...
