RORY
The room has erupted into chaos all around me and my eyes are still struggling to adjust to the sudden light again. Worse? I can’t move because there are literal bodies on top of me. All I can see are people’s blurry shoes. Shoes, shoes and shoes. And there’s blood soaking through my gown, people locking me to the ground, and my head hurts like a f*****g b***h.
Someone grunts and the weight sealing me to the ground reduces. I still can’t move though because there’s still a body on top of mine. It isn’t until my eyes finally blink into focus that I see that the extra weight that had been pinning me to the floor—the one that just left—is Carter and he extends a hand to the person lying diagonally on top of me.
My father.
I frown, still lying there on the floor as I struggle to pie
