41 Meimi
I can’t believe what I’m seeing. I mean, I can believe it, but the way my life goes, I’m waiting for a piano to fall on my head or something.
Things just don’t go smoothly for me.
Thorne steps up behind me once more. I turn to him. “Why did you walk away?” I ask.
“Best if I explain later.”
At this point, it’s tempting to push. What could possibly distract Thorne at this moment? I don’t say a word, though. Why? Thorne’s decided to stand behind me once more and wrap his arms around my waist. The press of his firm body against me is really soothing.
Over on the stage, the image of the Hollow’s face changes, and that further derails my mental train. I quickly come to a solemn decision.
Thorne is right. He can explain later.
On the wall of monitors, the Hollow’s eyes light up w
