Chapter 20 – The Butterfly Flew

(Cal’s POV)

“You are…” I winced at the ringing in my ears, my heart pounding erratically in my chest.

Suddenly, the woman I was with that weird night finally had a face like she had come to life. My eyes narrowed as I locked my eyes on Eve. It was impossible. Someone must have drugged me that night because of these hallucinations.

I must have gripped her wrist harder because as she gasped, her face went pale, and her eyes were wide as she stared at me. Her heartbeat and breathing must have stopped altogether.

“Did I do something wrong?” She asked anxiously.

“What did she do?” Bob stood in the doorway, not moving like Eve.

“She forgot the sugar and milk,” I said calmly, releasing Eve’s wrist and pushing the cup toward her.

“You always love your coffee black. When did you start to like it with sugar and milk?” Bob asked, taking the cup before Eve could pick it up.

Eve did not just forget the sugar and milk, but she also failed to breathe.

“You’re not returning to that training,” I mutte