"YOU'RE AWAKE," SHE murmured, rocking back and forth against his wall, putting her red lips around his straw. The juicebox gave a scrape that made him wonder if he still had his skin. "I've been meaning to talk to you since I died."
He knew if things continued this way, he'd need his inhaler. "Can we—can we do this in the morning?"
"Why? Do you have sleep to catch up on?" She charged forward. Her dress, a near-translucent cloud of billowing white, swayed after her every footstep. This wasn't what she'd been wearing that night, yet the stab wound bloomed on her chest, a poppy on volcanic ash. "You want me to let you sleep? You're going to sleep after killing me?"
TODAY IN NORTHWOOD: As Northwood is turned on its head by journalists, we are allowed a glimpse into the Anderson household on the day an unexpected presence greets Derek and his mother—and offers them an ultimatum. Meanwhile, Derek's guilt begins to manifest.
CHAPTER 14: OLD HAUNTS—OUT NOW!
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