“I’m not sorry you’ll be dead soon,” Caden says. Then I hear him move and I open my eyes, watch him stand to his feet. He looks at Benji, who nods, a small smile playing on his lips.
“Come on,” Caden says to Riley, holding out his hand. Riley slowly stands, her arms leaving me, and then, with Caden’s arm around her shoulder, she turns to me and offers her hand.
“No,” Benji says, his voice low. “She stays.”
I swallow, lick my lips, scramble to my feet. Riley drops her hand, but she doesn’t move. She’s glaring at Benji. Caden is still watching his father, as if he’s in a trance.
“Why?” Riley demands. “She doesn’t need to see this.”
Rolland makes a strangled noise, but I don’t look at him.
Benji looks right at me when he says, “Yes. She does.”
Caden seems to break his trance, and he guides Riley out of the room, even as she looks at me, as if asking if this is okay.
But I don’t know what to say.