The Remorseful? Boyfriend?.

The sun had begun setting when Tyler called and asked if he could visit. Clea was playing with Jo when he called. And she was still playing with him when Tyler arrived.

Playing with Jo was something Clea had learned over time brought her peace. She and Kali stayed in, expecting a call from Natasha. Until it came, there wasn't much they could do aside from sitting around and pondering about everything. Clea, in particular, now had fear situated in every fibre of her being. She was forced to accept that Kali's theory made sense. And her accepting it made her anxious. What weird situation would she find herself in next?

If she didn't even understand what was happening to her, how could she be sure she wasn't being a danger to Kali?

That was what scared her the most; Kali getting hurt.

"Aren't you scared I might unintentionally hurt you?"

Kali looked up from the book she was reading. "No. You are?"

"Yes, I am."

"Awww," Kali cooed, then laughed. The matter wasn't as serious to her as it