She woke up alone in an abandoned warehouse. She wasn’t cold but she was shivering. Gingerly she gets up off the ground and begins to wipe at her clothing. She stops herself because she can’t see what she is doing. What happened to me? How did I get here?
Lanre usually made it home by 7:30 on the dot, so Mira waited. She positioned a loveseat in front of the door, sat down, and leaned back in the chair with her legs crossed. As the clocked ticked, she tapped her foot to the tock.
bitter Chocolat | Part 5 - "I wake up disoriented to the sound of loud crashes and bangs. For a second, I almost forget where I am. I remember his earlier assault and start to panic."
Tara screamed Willow’s name in a panic because she couldn't stop the bleeding. There was so much blood. Tara was so engrossed in saving her she didn't notice the pain from her flesh wound. The bullet must have grazed her shoulder when it blasted through the window, and hit Willow in the chest.
bitter Chocolat | Part 4 - It was a little before 4:00 in the morning when Ike woke up panicked. He was a deep sleeper and not the sort to have vivid dreams, much less ones where he knew what he was feeling. Ike couldn't ignore the strange sensations that left him very worried about Leila.
bitter Chocolat | Part 3 - “Mom, I had the dream again.” It was 4:00 a.m. in the morning. Leila’s mother woke up immediately because it had been awhile since Leila had the nightmare.
bitter Chocolat | Part 2 - When Leila was sixteen years old she lost her virginity. One weekend she stayed overnight at her best friend Didi's house while Leila's parents were out of town.
bitter Chocolat | Part 1 - Leila was a very pretty girl. Curvier than a cheerleader, she was smart, bookish, and driven as the day is long. Guys on campus were attracted to her but they had about as much depth as a shallow pond. She just wasn’t interested in them.