Chapter Seven
By the time Andrew came back, Eliza had managed to regain her cool. After Freddie’s arrival, she went through several stages of panic. The first stage was detachment and coldness; she acted as if her selective memory had erased the awful details of her past.
“Oh yes, Freddie, of course, I remember you. We sat together in Math,” she had said robotically.
Freddie looked at her oddly, but then his face softened as he realized that he might be ‘off the hook’. That stupid asshole thinks that I forgot all about it. At this point, she was already entering the following stage of panic, which was epitomized by a searing rage. Rage at him, rage at herself; she even felt angry toward Andrew just for not being there at that very moment. She began to feel angry and alone in the world.
