Seth gently guided Danielle towards the door of the room, his fingers still tangled with hers.
Mrs. Reed cleared her throat gently, still a touch pale but composed. “Would you two like to go alone,” she asked carefully, “or would you prefer some company?”
Danielle turned back, hesitating only a moment before answering. “I think we can handle it alone,” she said, her voice calm, decisive. “I’ll see you both back at the house.”
Christina nodded, offering a small, encouraging smile. “We’ll be there if you need anything.”
"Thanks, I'll text you if anything comes up."
She followed Seth out of the room, then paused. “Wait… don’t we need to make an appointment?”
Seth chuckled softly, brushing his hand through his hair. “Nah, not really. Most of us don’t go in unless something’s broken or bl
