A man tells the woman who loves him that he will wait until she is clear-headed before hearing her out — and then she slips into a sleep she never wakes from. Left with nothing but his own words, he must live with the choice he made and the love he refused to hear.
Sloane! Sloane! Cut it out! If you can hear me, say something! I'm calling campus security for tools. If you keep stonewalling us, I'm starting a disciplinary hearing and kicking you out of this Nothing but dead silence from inside. Just a wave of sweltering air, thick with the heavy stench of blood, slowly leaking through the Rowan, enough already! Just come out! Stop dragging us into this!
Seriously? We're out here turning into human jerk because of you. Can you stop being such a clout-chasing bitch for one second? You're so selfish! You're so desperate to go viral that you're screwing over the whole Get out here!
The waves of hate kept coming, surrounding that silent container like a tsunami. I hovered there, watching these angry, exhausted, brainwashed kids. They were screaming at a corpse, putting pressure on a dead person. Luke, Harris, every single one of you, you're demanding a confession from someone who stopped breathing a long time
You're never gonna get it. I hovered in the air, watching Director Harris storm off to get campus security to force the door open. I watched my classmates, people I'd sat in lectures with, people I'd stood in line with at Starbucks, screaming insults at my dead body, spitting out the most hateful theories.
I saw that smug, I already won, smirk on Luke's face. My spirit curled up in the air, hugging myself tight.