I stared at the paper cup in my hands feeling the coolness of it against my palms as I wait in the waiting room for the doctor to give us news on June's conditions.
Even though I was here, I felt lost after what happened. The exchange that Marilyn and I had before I shifted back and everything was back to normal was intense and rather unexpected. When did it all change? I cannot tell whether this hatred that Marilyn has for me is due to the legend of the white and jet black wolf or if it is due to something else.
A gentle touch on my shoulder brings me out of my trance.
"Hey, how are you feeling?"
I lean back against my chair and look at my biological father. It still baffles me that I just met him yet I feel like I have known him my whole life.
I look at his chocolate brown eyes that
