To everyone who wanted to know me: too bad. Because no one in this world but Ellis would ever be so unfortunate.
I followed him into his father's office, where he quickly shut the door and crowded me against it. "Are you alright?" he quietly prodded, concern alit like a match in his tired eyes. "Do you need me?"
His hands hovered in the air, where they would remain unless I gave him permission to touch me. I'd had a particularly bad night last night where I'd needed Ellis to stay awake to watch the door so I could finally rest. It didn't matter that I'd been in his room and the door could have locked.
My father had been able to bust through locks.
