The rest of the train ride passed...
Sarah eventually fell asleep again, her head resting on Leo's shoulder. He didn't move around, keeping his arm around her, a protective gesture that did little to calm the emotions inside him...
He stared out the window, but he didn't see the landscape rushing by...
He saw the blood in the sink, the fear in Sarah's eyes, and the casual way her mother had admitted to hiding the truth...
Every time the train shook, he felt a flow of anxiety, a fear that she was more sick than she looked, that any sudden movement could kill her...
He was angry. He was furious with her parents for their deception, but a part of him was also angry with himself...
