I manage to avoid Roth for the rest of the day with Masen’s help. Every time he catches Roth trying to get my attention he steps in between us. If Roth moves in my direction, he whisks me to the other side of the room. It’s like a game that I think Masen is enjoying, but it’s making me exhausted. He doesn’t leave me unless he has to go to the bathroom, and even then I’m deposited with someone to protect me. He is the sweetest guy, and I briefly wish that he was someone I could fall in love with. It would make my life much more manageable.
Fela hands me, Mia, while she gets something to eat and I seize the chance to free my baby from this death trap she is in. I sneak up to my room and slip her into the leggings and hoodie that I brought with me, both a bright red with “Don’t get your tins
