“It’s not open for discussion, Paige,” Misha intercedes firmly.
Dr. Mathers gives me another smile. “If you need anything at all, just press the red call button. One of the nurses will be right to you.”
She bows out of the room, leaving me alone with Misha.
I search his face for some evidence of a reaction. Happiness would be nice, but I know better than to hope for that. At this point, I’ll just take proof that he’s a human being.
I don’t really get it. His expression is blank. His eyes are focused on the wall, but his gaze is endless. I’m not sure where he is, but it isn’t in this room with me.
He’s standing about a foot away, but he’s made no move to touch me or offer me any comfort at all.
Slowly, robotically, he meets my gaze. And for a moment, I feel his presence. It’s like the
