Did he notice me look at the knife?
I don't think so. He doesn't look worried. Just... angry and like he's about to lose his patience. His jaw is clenched and there's a vein sticking out in his forehead.
Again, the situation is almost comical to me. Maybe I'm just in denial about how much danger I'm truly in. Or maybe I've come to accept the fact that it's very possible that one of us isn't walking out of here today. I refuse to do what Andrew wants. I won't. I can't. I mentally can't bring myself to.
I'm fighting my way out of this. I can do it. I know I can.
I told Pierce and Kieran that I could handle whatever it was they were hiding from me. I promised them that I could be strong enough. Kieran's family already thinks I'm weak, apparently. Or they at least want to test me to see
