I scrutinize my appearance in the mirror to make sure I’m at least semi-presentable. Unfortunately, I look like death warmed over. The best thing I can do at this point is call it a day. I’ll let Sherry know I’m taking a few hours of sick time and head home. I can drive over to the compound once I feel better and tell my parents about Roman’s deception in person.

Just as I’m shutting down my computer, Ella pokes her head through the open ...