Chapter 56: His day of death

~Amara~

“Welcome to my safe space,” Katherine said and closed the door behind us.

I walked into the unfamiliar room, one that I hadn’t been in before. It looked depressing; almost like the person who lives there doesn’t want anything that has to do with happiness. It was painted in dark gray, and the only splash of a little color in it was the ashes that were in a gourd.

“This is your room?” I asked, my gaze moving all over the properties in the room.

She took my hand and drew me to the bed, then flopped down beside me. “Yes. You’ve been here before, remember?”

The flesh on my forehead scrunched together as I tried to remember when I might have possibly visited here. But nothing popped up. I looked around the place again, trying to see if something might jog my memory, but it was blank. But if Karina was my best friend, then I probably might have visited her before, right?

“I know you don’t remember a lot of things, but I don’t want you to stress yourself trying to remember anything.