Her thirst for vengeance
“So, you think I can read minds now? Just like that?”
“I think it’s possible,” she said. “But it could also be tied to certain circumstances. Stress, danger, emotional connections—things like that.”
I shook my head, still struggling to wrap my mind around it. “This is fucking insane.”
“Maybe,” Dr. Laura said with a small smile. “But it’s also something worth exploring. If it happens again, pay attention to what’s going on around you. That might give you some answers.”
I nodded slowly, though my mind was spinning. First, anchors, and now mind-reading? My life was getting more complicated by the fucking second.