CHAPTER FORTY-TWO Cyhilenia’s POVIrene looked at me for a few seconds, wondering what was really going on, but I simply urged her to go ahead with what I said, gesturing with both of my hands. “Please, I beg you. Just go.” I whispered, but slowly, and in such a way that she was going to know what I said, even though she may not have heard me. Almost immediately, she took in enough breath, and then she let it out slowly. After she had given me a stern look, she turned slowly and walked toward the door. I could see the uncertainty in her steps, but they were not as intense as the way my heart beat violently against my ribs. Again, the knock came, and this time more violent, as I felt it as though it was the same as the way my heart sounded against my ribs. “Hold on!” Irene said, and when I heard the sound of the door being unlocked, I went back into the bathroom, covering my mouth with both hands and making sure that I made no sound, not even the smallest of it. A few seconds la
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