My whole life is a complete mess right now, and I don't even want to think about how messier it will be after confronting the incident from last night. I desperately wanted to simply disappear for good, to teleport back to Europe, but that wasn't an option. Neither was ignoring Theon. So, my best, albeit highly delusional, strategy was to ignore whatever happened yesterday and act like it never existed.
That was the plan. But the moment I actually faced Theon at breakfast, the feeling of mortification hit me like a physical truck, instantly shattering my resolve.
Dad had thoughtfully set up a breakfast table near a sunny, open clearance of the forest so Mom could join us directly after her morning run. Loren had already joined him and was acting sickeningly cozy, helping set the table. I
