Hollow (A Gothic Shade of Romance #1)

Chapter 25

Brom

I have blood on my hands.

I’m sitting on my bed, staring at my bloodstained hands.

Then I blink, and the blood is gone. Wiped clean.

“Brom?” my mother’s voice rings out. I look up to see her standing in the doorway to my bedroom. “Is everything all right?”

I nod. But no. That’s a lie. Nothing is right. Everything is wrong.

“I’ve been calling you for supper for the past few minutes,” she says. “If you don’t have an appetite, that’s fine.”

“I’m not hungry,” I mumble, the words sounding foreign.

“It’s normal,” she says to me.

I give her a sharp look. “What’s normal?”

“To not have an appetite after all you’ve done.”

“What have I done?”

She just smiles at me and closes the door.