Chapter 103: Day Two

BOOK THREE: THE TRINITY BLEEDS

Jo and Callum didn't barge out after I spilled what I'd done. Neither of them seemed particularly disgusted, either. Callum sat next to me on the couch and tried to hide the tremor in his hand by tucking it in his armpit. Jo sat in one of the armchairs and tried to gnaw off her hand one fingernail at a time. I could only tick my gaze back and forth between them while tearing holes in my clothes.

"Someone say something," I pleaded.

Finally Jo met my gaze, but I could read the wince on her face as she took in my new red hair color for the twentieth time that morning. She tried to hide her flinch by clearing her throat.