THIRTY-SEVEN

×Jamie×

A gentle breeze blew into the room through large open windows that were on the wall on my right and a tall bookshelf that was neatly occupied by various books stood behind Mr. Parker's desk. The exit was on the far left - leaving me with no way to leave unnoticed.

Three lantern-like chandeliers hang above us on the wooden ceiling. The walls were forest green and on his table were various books, a steaming cup of coffee and pens inside a white mug that had been scribbled over by a child with a blue marker.

The setting of the room was calm and peaceful although my heart was anything but those things. My lower lip was probably swollen from all the biting it had to endure on my way here and I failed to fight the habit, especially in this situation.

I was given a cup of coffee as well, but the tight knots in my stomach prevented me from tasting it. I looked up from my cup to the man seated in front of me. This was my first time seeing Higan's father and he had a strong intimidating