Publisher's Synopsis
It feels as if the walls are closing in on me, and considering this
room is already extremely small, I can't seem to calm down. I can't
seem to do the one thing Saint has been asking of me for the past few
minutes.
"Willow....Willow, can you hear me?"
My lack of reply may not help this matter, but I'm not sure why
he thinks I can't hear him. It might be rude to think this, but I want
him to stop speaking to me entirely. Unfortunately, I don't have the
strength to tell him that.
