TRIGGER WARNING: There may be some content in the following chapter that may trigger some readers. Discretion is advised.
[Rue’s POV]
It feels like the earth is crumbling beneath my feet, and as it starts to spin and I stumble, I feel strong, sturdy arms wrap around me, but even when they should bring me some warmth, I feel like ice is starting to slowly flow through me.
“Are you okay?” The doctor asks as Mr. Owens holds me steady. “Should we maybe…”
“No,” Mr. Owens responds. “She just needs to sit.”
As he speaks, he leads me toward the sofa that he was sitting on earlier and lowers me.
“You should stay here,” he says, and I shake my head.
“No,” I tell him. “I want to see her.”
I didn’t know why, but I felt that if I saw my mother, then everything would be okay.
I would walk into
