As Sara lifted her fingers to Charles’ forehead, it was almost a relief when she saw that he was grinding his teeth. Just one small flex of his jaw. That told her that her dad was still in there somewhere. He hadn’t disappeared beneath the trauma that he hadn’t been able to control. She had seen that jaw flex so many times when she was growing up. It had always been his way of trying to stay calm while he thought through a problem.
Closing her eyes helped her to focus so did so. Through the bonds she had with Jackson and her guardians, she felt them waiting to help as best as they could from outside the building. Her liguar drew closer and Sara knew that if she opened her eyes, they would be glowing. That was another reason that she needed to keep them closed. After his ordeal, she wasn’
