*Molly*
I can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I just see blood spurting from Lucas’ throat as he looks at me in shock. He was so surprised. I’ll never forget his face.
I quietly ease out of bed and to the bathroom, trying my best not to wake Seth. He’s been so worried about me, and I hate that I’ve done that to him. I don’t even know how to explain how I feel because while I AM upset about Lucas, I’m even more upset that Sage forced control like that.
I tiptoe back into the bedroom and slip one of Seth’s sweatshirts on before quietly sliding from the room. I can smell Mom, so I go outside, finding her on the porch swing with David. Their hands are held tightly, fingers intertwined as she leans her head on his arm. It seems so right, but it still seems wrong. He’s not my da
