Charli
What if I'd ruined everything? What if he wanted me gone? Could he even do that?
I knew Deloris was outside the bedroom door when Nox and I argued. Despite the fact that she undoubtedly heard everything that happened, from the moment the two of us left the suite, she didn't mention it. She respected our privacy. That wasn't to say that the subject didn't loom omnipresent—it did. However, neither of us mentioned Nox, Jocelyn, or what I'd said.
Deloris possessed the answers to my questions, but I made the decision that I owed Nox the same courtesy he'd given me. I wouldn't learn my information from Deloris. I wanted it from Nox, when he was ready.
Entering my apartment that I had shared with Chelsea for three years was eerie. Just knowing that someone had been in there, touching Chelsea and our things, gave me the creeps. I walked from room to room. Nothing looked out of place, except tracks on the floor that I could only assume were made from the gurney