Ramsey
My heart nearly stopped. Lyla had never set foot in my room before. Seeing her here felt so surreal. Quickly, I placed the frame face-down on my counter.
"Of course, please come in."
She entered the room, closing the door softly behind her. Her eyes were red and her hands were fidgeting nervously. I could smell her distress. I wanted to go to her but I didn't want to startle her, so I dug my heels where I stood and waited for her to tell me why she was here.
"I didn't know who else to go to," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "Seth – he told me I'd find you here."
I gestured toward a chair, feeling happy at her statement. "Please, sit down."
She shook her head firmly. "No, I can't. I … I need to say this or I might explode."
Alarmed, I moved closer trying to comfort her but she backed away. I kept my distance when she held up her hand. "Please, Ramsey… don't come any closer."
