‘Andriu, I need you to go. I’m sorry but…’

‘I understand,’ he says, putting the glass down on the counter. ‘Just be careful.’

‘What?’

‘Well, if she was able to get out of the clinic last weekend and she’s blaming you for what happened… just be careful, Tara. Faye is unhinged, she’s dangerous. She might want to confront you like she did me.’

There’s a weight pressing down on me now, I might collapse any minute. My heart is breaking all over again. Poor Faye. Suddenly her words echo in my head, her drunken words. You ruined me Tara; this is all your fault.

My fear is growing. I take my phone to ring Lucas. I hate asking him to come home when he’s having his leaving drinks with his workmates, but I need him here with me. I need to feel safe. If what Andriu says is true, maybe Faye has followed me too. Maybe she knows where I live. I’m about to dial Lucas’s number when the intercom buzzes. I put the phone down and go the intercom to see who it is. Andriu is putting his jacket on when the voice comes over the speaker.

‘Tara, it’s Faye, I need to talk to you.’

Chapter Sixty-Two

Faye

I’m freezing standing here. Tara is taking her time coming down to me. I can’t see why she didn’t just buzz me in. After a few minutes, a girl opens the door and I slip into the foyer. I walk to the elevator and press the button. When the door of the elevator opens my heart sinks. Shit. It’s him. I was not expecting to see him here.

‘Andriu,’ I say, faking a smile. I don’t quite know how to play this. This was not part of my plan.

‘Tara doesn’t want to see you, Faye,’ he says.

I look around at my empty surroundings. What will I do? ‘I just want to wish her well for the wedding, I won’t be long.’

‘She knows what you did.’

‘What?’

‘She knows you killed Avril Ryan.’

My body shudders. My biggest fear is being realised. Andriu has convinced Tara that it was me. I need to get to her somehow. She needs to know the truth.

‘Let me go up to her,’ I say.

Andriu steps closer to me. Then, out of nowhere, he pushes me against the wall. ‘Go home, Faye, or back to the asylum you came from.’

I’ve never felt this threatened before. Every part of me is trembling, standing here staring down at a murderer.

‘No, I need to talk to her.’ I step away from the wall. My body is trembling but I have to be strong. I have to get to Tara.