Still Bethany’s POV

We took a while at the morgue because Ciara wanted to know every damn thing that happened to her mom. By the time we got back home, we were all too tired to do anything else. We’ve been out all day and it’s been one hell of a day. I excused myself immediately and went up to my room to take a long nap. My head is whirling with different thoughts and questions that need answers. A part of me wants to go over to Clara’s room and ask her what she is up to, but I am scared for my dear life. I don’t want her...