Chapter 9. Mate?!

My eyes fluttered open against my will, so I glared at the annoying sunlight streaming inside the room from the open windows, uninvited. I felt better than I had in days, and I knew it was because I finally ate and slept on a good bed for once.

I wanted to be grateful that I felt better, but the guilt that I was so comfortable kept lingering in my mind, and I didn’t know how to move on from the death of the people I had known my whole life. 

I kept telling myself that I was doing all these things to be strong enough to take my revenge, but I didn't know if I even believed myself anymore. I had run out of tears and words to scream, so I just sat on the bed staring outside, my glare softening as my mind travelled in thoughts. 

My nose picked up the smell from my pits, and my nose scrunched up in disgust at the terrible smell. I had not taken a bath in two days. I reluctantly dragged myself from the bed to the bathroom in the room. 

I had washed the clot