Christ. All this time he knew. He knew the girl with amethyst eyes and pretended as if it was some silly obsession. He actually made me feel like I was a nutcase! How could he stand idly by, knowing exactly why I had constant dreams about some seemingly random girl, and pretended she was just a figment of my lust-filled imagination? Okay. I needed to calm myself—not get even more pissed off. Taking a few more deep breaths, I braced my hands on my knees and continued to lean my ass on the wall as if it were the only thing keeping me upright. “Jonah!” my father yelled from down the hall. Without a second thought, I responded to his stressful bellow and bolted towards Ella’s room. My heavy strides thumped along the hardwood floors and echoed in my ears. It seemed to take forever to reach her and once I did, I was stunned at the sight before me. “Jonah, you need to calm yourself! If what you’re saying is true, your blood pressure rising is causing her seizures to accelerate,”
