*Claire*
I need to know. There is a protective part of me that doesn’t want to answer the phone. It’s the introverted element of me that I carried over from my childhood. I want to pull back. I want to pull away. What I saw earlier shook me to my core, which frightened me.
I have seen worse things than what Nathaniel did during training and on television shows I enjoyed. Still, this was the thing that bothered me. It felt the same as seeing him choke out the homeless man on the streets to use his needles to extract blood.
Betrayal.
How? How could I be feeling this? We weren’t that close, were we? Maybe that’s what made me afraid. You can only betray the ones who you feel like you can trust or, at the very least, have an alliance with. Did that mean we were that close?