21. Defender of his soul.
The next day, just like the one before, Reid drives all day. He looks undeniably tired, but this is the closest I’ve ever seen him to happiness. Still, there’s a fear stirring inside me—a feeling that this is the calm before the storm. And when his reality explodes in our faces, everything will change.
“Are you scared?” I ask him.
He glances at me for a second, his expression faltering, and I see how hard it is for him to answer that.
“I’m scared, but not for me.”
I nod, knowing that his fear is for his brother—and for me.
The things Reid has done to become who he is are, undeniably, horrifying. And I want to understand what drove him to make those choices, what pushed him as a teenager to let his life derail the way it did. I’m not looking for a justificati
