#Chapter 142: Between Worlds

Audrey The cool water splashing against my palms and neck did little to cool the heat simmering beneath my skin, but I did it anyway. I held my hands under the faucet, running the water across my inner wrists as I tilted my head from side to side in an attempt to roll some of the tension out of my neck. “Goddess. I’m officially hearing things…” I muttered to myself with disdain, staring at my reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t even just my mental state that was worrying; my skin looked pale even under the soft amber lighting, and there were dark circles under my eyes that even my careful makeup couldn’t fully conceal. Maybe this whole situation was finally getting to my mind in a deep, dangerous way. I could barely sleep because of Edwin, his face haunting my dreams and his scent lingering in my memory. I could barely eat, barely even drink. Every time I tried to do any of those things, it was like I was back on that bridge again. Did he feel the same, I