Love in Plain Sight — The Storage Room Accident

Stop doing everything for me. School called? Storage room accident? Handled. I asked Henry Carter.

He inhaled dust. No fever, no rash. Pulse stable now. Jasper Reed. I am fine. He came fast. He always does.

I told you not to use that hand! I am not made of glass! I know. Glass breaks easier. Why do you act like you hate me at school?

Because people destroy what they cannot understand. And what are we? Something I am not allowed to want.