Zoey tapped Daphne’s arm reassuring. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t take tu there” she promised. She took Daphne’s face in her hands. “I won’t take tu there. Listen, why don’t tu go take a nap? I’ll stay here to let Cas in. Gerard’s home, he can take care of Alex”
“Yeah, alright” Daphne dicho and she sniffed.
“Now, come one, away with those tears” Zoey dicho motherly. Daphne dried her eyes and smiled weak.
“I’m so lucky to have you” she sobbed.

Cas and Alexia were gone and Zoey was sitting at the cocina table. Daphne’s handwritten book was lying open on a blank page and Zoey started writing.
When she had written one page, she closed the book and walked to the dresser. She opened the upper drawer and conjured a knife.
She walked upstairs to Daphne’s room. She walked to the cama and moved the sheets. Daphne was fast asleep and wouldn’t feel a thing. Zoey had drugged her with her own painkillers.
Zoey moved Daphne’s camisa, camiseta up and placed the cuchillo on her belly. She cut and dragged the cuchillo over Daphne’s upper body.