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“So my hand out as I cast a sleep spell on Abby

There’s no reason she has to remember this

Lucifer’s words echo in ht She doesn’t need to reh soup on her doorstep in a frantic panic because Lucas wasn’t healing

But if I’s up I stand there, looking at the blood on the floor, and start to feel sick The reality of what happened is starting to crash down onsickness I already felt, I know I’ to—

Oh shit

I bring my hand to my face to cover my mouth, which I realize instantly was a mistake since my hands are covered in Abby’s blood I barelyup the crackers I ate just a few o

I pitch forward, hands slipping on the quartz counters My throat hurts anda few seconds to catch my breath, I push up, turn on the sink, and wash the blood offthe vomit down the disposal

Clean I have to clean the blood up I knohat I have to do, but ht now Deep down, I know I’in front of the sink, call Lucas, and have hi

But it’s only half past noon The sun is out high and bright in the sky It’s one of those rare warm days in October, one I’d call second suoes from nice and beautiful to cold and dreary in the blink of an eye

Even if Lucas were able to leave and get here without burning, none of the s are covered in Abby’s house It would take time—more than I can afford—to cast spells and seal up this house fro up soon, and while I can cast another sleeping spell on her, I can’t stop Phil and Penny froh the front door

Sucking in another breath, I turn and start opening and closing cabinets, looking for rags to start cleaning the blood My phone, which is still on the counter, buzzes I whirl around, thinking it’s Lucas calling I can’t answer and lie to hi to co to death right now I just can’t

It’s Easton, and I grabup but answer on accident sinceso much