"You think this will be easier if you ignore me?" With a voice that broke the silence of Rogan's study, I questioned.
He kept his eyes on the map that was laid out on the table. His eyes blazed with a determination that verged on stubbornness, and his jaw was clenched.
"I am not disregarding you," he stated bluntly. "How am I going to keep everyone alive?"
With careful strides on the hardwood floor, I took a step closer. "You're excluding me."
At last, Rogan raised his head and met my eyes. Because I'll become distracted if I let you in, Ava. And people die if I lose focus.
Even though his remarks weighed heavily on me, I refused to back down. "Rogan, you can't accomplish this by yourself. You shouldn't be required to.
He leaned against the table, his broad shoulders stiff, his lips
