She whispered secrets. She whispered promises. She whispered dark things. She whispered everything that was inside her.
Alyssa blinked in confusion.
Alyssa’s mouth twisted up in disgust.
Alyssa’s eyes went wide in horror. Her breath caught in her throat. Her hands gripped the tabletop so tight that her fingers and knuckles went pale. Her face soon followed suit.
She breathed a sigh of relief. She could feel the pain leaving her like it was physical thing, like she was a boiler on the verge of bursting that had suddenly been vented. Across the table, tears ran down Alyssa’s cheeks. Spittle dribbled out the corner of her mouth. A single drop of blood fell from her nose and landed on the table.