“Ms. Renee,” Sol spoke quietly. “If this is what your friend is monitoring, I’m afraid you can’t wait it out here.”
Renee balled herself up, hugging her knees tightly to her chest. She wanted to counter his response with something to calm the situation, but nothing came.
Not a single feeling entered her mind.
Just emptiness.
“I’m sorry. I wish I could do more…” Sol trailed.
Renee nodded even though she was in disbelief.
She wanted to cry but not a tear was there to shed. It was a place she knew all too well.
“It is what it is,” Percilla made her way around the counter, extending her hand to Renee. “I know a place where you’ll be safer.”
… safer?
Renee wanted to scoff. She was never safe. What gave Percilla the right to even suggest it?
Still, the woman waited for Renee to all
