Chapter 23

"But he told me that she went missing or something like that. Didn't he?" I muttered and looked for my phone around and saw it on my nightstand. As I reached for it, my hands accidentally touched the coffee mug and it slipped off the table and the hot coffee fell all over my hand before spilling on the ground.

"Oh shoot!" I hissed feeling the skin on my hands burning.

Why is everything so difficult for me these days?

I ran to my washroom hoping to wash it off using cold water forgetting everything that I was doing. As soon as the cold water touched the burnt area it stung for a moment but then I felt better and leaning against the basin I let the cold water do its work but then my mind drifted back to that guy.

"So your name is Zachary Udolf Sullivan," I spoke to myself thinking about the guy and looked up at my reflection in the mirror.