Clarissa

After they had gone, I sat back on the bed. I couldn't imagine what was running in Danny's mind. One thing concerned me. Why doesn't he talk of Annabelle?

At this point, I was desperate to find out. I wanted to know where it all went wrong. I had no idea what Annabelle looked like or what happened to her.

“I should've listened to Katrina and started pressing earlier,” I thought. I sighed as I felt dizzy. I pressed my forehead and readjusted on the bed. At that moment, the door opened.

Danny walked into the room sluggishly. He stood by the door and stared at me.

“I’m going...