My mind is taking in all the drawings, but I don’t think I’m processing it. I’m cold as I step into the chaotic room.

"Jared is obsessed with you. I understand what you both went through as kids, but when he first came here, we couldn’t stop this." His father moves his hand around the room.

There isn’t an inch that isn’t covered with my face. It’s all too much. My legs buckle, and I reach out to steady myself.

Athar takes my arm. "I’m ...