chapter 196

I go back to picking up the glass and dumping it in some paper towels, wrapping it up and putting it in the bin. Marge unravels the towel, her arm already healed and I let out a breath of relief when I hear Marabella cry out and I cuss under my breath before heading for the door when Marge rushes past me. “I will check on them” She says blocking the door before slipping out it. “No, sit down. I will go, just wash the blood off” I tell her, trying to slip past her but she grabs my arm gently. “No, it’s fine Luna. I don’t mind, how about you make the coffee” She says, her eyes darting to the stairs nervously. “Marge, are you afraid of me, I didn’t mean it” I ask her before forcing myself in her head. Her memories become mine. I filter through them seeing the countless times she had been asked by Mateo or Ezra to watch me while they ducked off without me knowing while I was asleep or preoccupied. The way she would find an excuse to remain in the room with me when they went somewhere. I st