-Peter-
I don’t know what to think about any of this. I really don’t know what to think about Molly looking into my father’s mind and reading his thoughts through a damn memory. I didn’t know that was even possible.
I feel like I’m being choked. I don’t know if I can breathe. It’s hot. The room feels so small. I shake my head and stand, intending to run away again. With any luck, I’ll be able to this time.
I go straight to the door. No one is waiting this time, so I leave the office and go out the front doors. I reach the edge of the woods before I smell him behind me.
“I need a moment,” I tell him. “Please.”
“I’m sure you do,” he says softly. “I did, too, when she showed me. They loved each other.”
I nod, not willing to turn back to Andrew. I don’t think I can face him.
