I feel anger flowing through me, but try hard to look as calm as I can for the sake of Harley’s parents. They do not need to know the things going through my mind. They do not need to question if the person they believe played a part in saving their son may in fact be the real reason he was in fact laid her to begin with. I have had a block on mindlinks to Miles all day, but I am so tempted to unblock him to demand answers about what he had done to my friend. Just as I am about to, a door to the left of where we were standing opens and a doctor in scrubs walks out, he looks to Harley’s parents with a concerned expression and a sense of unease passes over me.
He is gone, isn’t he? Harley has had his life snatched away from him all because he was friends with me… I feel tears prickling in
