Chapter 53

After parking her car under Amy's apartment building, Melissa gave her a call "Amy, I'm downstairs at your place, are you home?" "I am. The front door is open, just come on up," Amy's voice came through the phone, sounding somewhat weak. Melissa swiftly climbed up to the fifth floor, noticing that Amy's front door was ajar and she quickly darted inside. What caught her eye was an appalling mess. The furniture in Amy's apartment was tossed about haphazardly, everything had been thrown to the floor, piling up into a small mountain. Melissa walked in a circle around the room, observing that the ceramic plates and bowls in the kitchen had been smashed to pieces, and there was garbage strewn all over the floor. Even the sheets in Amy's bedroom were slashed, with traces of intentional urination. "Amy, when did this happen?" Melissa slowly approached Amy, cautiously questioning her. Amy sat on the couch, with her hands burrowed deep into her hair, her eyes radiating fatigue and despair. Her