Fifty-Seven: RowynThere was nothing but second-guessing with every icy step I took. Clouds had come rolling in like a bad omen, and I was freezing. The unspoken words that shone so clearly through Reed's eyes cut off whatever form of hysteria I was experiencing. I'd wanted to hurt him. I would have done anything to hurt him, and it felt good in a sick way. Until I saw it take shape. You can take it back. Just tell him the truth.
There was no going home right then. I wasn't ready to be a sister and a daughter yet. I had no idea what I needed. Part of me wanted to mold myself to a sofa and conquer a tub of ice cream. Another part wanted to take everything coursing through my veins and do something harmful. Damaging. Magical. I walked to the park instead. Being around any kind of water alway
