“Please! Please don’t do this!” I repeated on a desperate cry, banging my hand on the door one more time. For a moment he looked startled, but then he smiled coldly. “Turning into your mother already?” I stumbled backward as if he’d hit me. It felt like he had. I shook my head, a denial, but of what? I hurt everywhere. My skin. My bones. My soul. Callen closed the door in my face and my heart shattered.
