"I think we all should take a seat before I share," Rei suggests, motioning for Tori and me to take a seat. My insides felt as though they were vibrating. When Tori had run down the hall, her face drained of color; I was terrified that Rei had told her she needed to be taken into a facility. I knew that wasn't something she wanted. I trusted Rei, and if she'd said that Tori needed immediate care, I would have agreed. Sitting on the small beige loveseat, I motion for Tori to sit next to me. Her hands were visibly shaking; her coloring still hadn't returned. She looked terrified. Tori curls up under my arm, her hand grips the fabric of my T-shirt. When she'd asked me if I'd leave her, I could see the fear in her eyes. I sensed the terror in her voice. But I wasn't going anywhere; it was a
