Chapter 93. A Friendly Advise

Alicia's POV

The night seems to drag on and sleep seems to be elusive, a figment of my imagination, something that has refused to come even though I've willed it. Believe me when I say that I've done almost everything to try and get my brain to relax but it seems to be an exercise in futility.

I've tossed and turned, trying to shut off my brain activities by counting sheep, I've even tried praying, but that has never really worked out for me so I just gave up and resorted to tossing and turning. 

Look at me now - it's almost dawn and I'm still awake. Wide awake, actually.

I can't seem to get those pictures, Ash threw on the bed for me to see, out of my head. Even though I locked them up in my bedside drawer, they're still imprinted in my mind.

Why would anyone want to kill me? 

What have I done for that to happen? 

I haven't hurt anyone. 

Alright, yes, I did kill someone. Two people actually, but th