Chapter 9

(Carter's POV)

I carried Rory's remains back to our bedroom and laid her on my bed.

Nora was tied up beside the bed.

I looked at that face, Rory's face.

My body reacted first. Nausea surged up my throat. I wanted to vomit.

I took a knife and sliced into Nora's face.

Blood coated my hands. Blood smea...