Chapter 194

The Prey

Judas left.

And I was still not feeling well.

My head was light, my body weak, but none of that mattered. Not when he had just walked away. Not when I had seen the look in his eyes before he left.

He was hurting, I could tell.

I didn’t know why it made my chest feel tight. Didn’t know why the sight of him storming off like that made me want to chase after him.

But I did.

My legs moved before I could think. I ran after him, my hospital gown billowing in the night air, but it was useless.

By the time I reached the exit, he was already in his car. Already gone.

My heart slammed against my ribs as I stopped at the edge of the hospital parking lot, my breath coming in sharp, uneven pants. Why did I care? Why did it feel like my ribs were caving in as I watch his car disappear?

I should go back inside. I should rest. But since when had I ever done what I should?

Where could he have gone this late a