Payton’s POV
They leave us at that, but not before shutting the speakers off again so we can’t hear each other.
Which is probably for the best, honestly, because Seth woke up sometime during that altercation, and he looks like there’s a whole lot of f****d up s**t he wants to say.
Will, I think desperately in Will's direction as soon as they’re gone, dropping to my knees at the wall between our cells and pressing my fingers against the glass. Can you hear me?
He glances up at me, but I don’t think he heard me. I think he’s just looking for comfort.
I’ll help you, Harley tells me. We’ll do it together.
I nod, refocusing my thoughts toward Will. This time, when I project myself into his mind, I can already sense his reaction before I’ve gotten a word out.
Will—it’s me. With a littl
