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Holding my phone in my hand, I start to play a game and wait for my turn to get called into the principal’s office. My mother walks away from me, slipping back into her office, and I hear the door click closed as I continue to play the app.
I don’t know what the fuck she thinks she’s going to say to me. She knows Dad is in charge of this one. She won’t state that I can’t marry her, but I can tell she isn’t happy about any of this. Honestly, I’m not that excited myself, but this is my fucking life.
ChapterThirty-One
PARKER
Doctor Hamilton staresat me from across her desk. She usually doesn’t sit behind it, but apparently, this session is a bit different. She watches me without saying anything after I’ve spilled the whole situation to her… in detail…extreme detail.
“So, anyway, I haven’t even known him two weeks, and he’s already announced to my boss that we’re engaged. And he told my best friend, too. I don’t think he’s going to take no for an answer and to be quite frank, I’m pretty scared about this whole thing.”
My words come out all rambled, and I don’t know if she even understands what I’m saying or if I’m expressing myself the right way. I feel confused and upset. She doesn’t comment whatsoever, and now I wish I hadn’t told her.
I should have lied about the whole thing. I could have said my panic attack was about anything. I could have chosen a random thing, like the fact that my boss asked me out for lunch and was flirting with me out of the blue. That was really weird.
Doctor Hamilton stays silent as she slowly rises from her chair. I keep my gaze focused on hers, and she does the same. Then she closes her eyes and inhales deeply before she exhales slowly, her eyes opening. They connect with mine again, and my heart skips a beat.
The woman who I thought was a friendly face, who I considered my calm from the storm that is my mind and body, has morphed into something, someone I don’t understand. The expression she wears now is no longer the kind and sympathetic woman I walked in to meet.
Fierce.
That’s how I would describe her expression right now.
Fierce.
Pressing my lips together, I lean back as far as I can against the back of the couch cushion, but I don’t get far. I’m not sure why. It’s not as if she’s anywhere near me as she stands on the other side of her desk, but I can feel her mood shift the entire room.
“Doctor Hamilton?” I ask when she doesn’t speak.
There is a moment of silence. It weighs heavily in the air, and I break out in a single shiver that rolls through my entire body.
“Listen to me, Parker,” she begins, her voice coming out barely above a whisper. I nod, too afraid to reply. “If I could help you out of this, I would, but you’re stuck now, so you may as well just submit. Things will be easier if you do.”
“I don’t understand,” I exhale.
She gives me a sad smile, the only expression that hasn’t been concerning this entire session… which in turn kind of scares me. She begins to move around her desk until she stands in front, resting her backside against the edge of the wood as she crosses her arms over her middle and tips her nose down slightly, her gaze holding mine.
“Yes, you do,” she whispers. “Deep down, you know that this situation is dangerous, and there is only one way out of it and only one way to live.”
“Doctor Hamilton?” I whisper, my lips trembling as my breaths become shorter and shorter.
“You will not panic right now, Parker. You have entered a world where you cannot be scared or weak. I will help you as much as I can if you still want me to after this.”
I’m so confused. I don’t know what any of this means, and I have a feeling that if I asked, she wouldn’t clarify anyway. I suck in a breath and hold it, then let it out slowly as I continue to stare at her. I’m not sure if she’s going to explain anything else, but I wait in hopes she will.
“Wells is my son,” she announces.
The room spins. My hand shakes as I lift it, wrap my fingers around the front of my throat and close my eyes.
Ohmigod.
Ohmigod.
This is too much.
It’s beyond too much.
As soon as I open my eyes and my mouth to say just that, the door opens and Wells walks into the room. He carries himself as if he owns the place. He is broad, tall, strong, confident, all the things that draw me to him, and right now, I hate them all.
