Brittany's POV

Alexander hasn't visited me in three days.

The fake hallucinations worked too well. He sends nurses to check on me. He asks Dr. Ellen for updates. But he doesn't come himself.

Good.

I need the privacy. I need the time.

Every night after the nurses leave, I practice. I sit by the window. Close my eyes. Push my consciousness outward. Stretch it further each time. Hold it longer.

The butterfly was just the beginning. Last week I could only ...