146: Frail

I was so agitated that I never got to ask Damien what he meant by 'this city won't sleep unless he's found'.

Did the twins get away, is that what happened? That's a question for later, because right now I'm about to meet my mother, and I'll have to tell her what's going on.

I try to organize my thoughts. I separate the lies from the truth and take a deep breath. It's harder than I thought, since they've all jumbled up in my mind and I don't know what's real and what's fabricated. All I know is that there are things I'd rather not tell her, like the pregnancy. Yes, there's no reason for me to spill that, especially since there's so much uncertainty surrounding it.

Getting her out of this city is my priority at the moment.

I'm not sure if she'll take the money, but it's worth a shot. When he handed me the bag, I couldn't even bring myself to thank him. Following my meltdown, I couldn't say much. I'm calmer now, but that doesn't necessarily mean that my feelings have disappeared. I'm sti