"I feel bad."
"Don't."
"You only brought me here because you promised," I say. "And I ruined it. I feel horrible."
Owen tucks my hair behind my ear. "Don't. I understand why you're leaving."
I glance down at my fingers. "Dominic knows this place that's a few hours away from the city. I guess it's like a spa rehab center. He showed me on his phone and it looks amazing. They have some of the best counselors in the state. I'm not sure if it's going to help me but I really hope it does."
He stares down at the floor, nodding. "How long will you be there?"
"Until they decide I'm ready," I shrug.
"What about us? Can we visit?"
I frown. "I don't know. I guess if they say it's okay you guys can."
"They," he says, shaking his head. "Don't put your life in the hands of complete strangers."
