#Chapter51
However, Kalen still asked, and I noticed Darius fall onto the bed. I could feel his eyes boring into the back of my skull.
/"Tell me something. You remember the night of the fire?/"
I blinked at Kalen, wondering how that helped anything. Yet the look on his face told me he was trying to prove something to Darius. Or maybe to me. I wasn’t sure.
/"I remember coming home sick from school. I think I got food poisoning,/" I told him, and he nodded.
I thought back to that day, but it was kind of hazy. My brows creased as I tried to think. My mom was angry; she and my father were arguing, and I threw up on the floor. Why couldn’t I remember after that? I remembered my father cleaning the mess up. I also remembered my mother giving me a drink, but that was it until the actual fire.
