Page 223 of Secrets Hidden In The Glass

“But you’re only now getting information that what everyone thought happened might not be what did happen.”

She nodded. “Yes, that’s true but…” She looked down. “Nate thinks I know something,” she said in a rush—one of the pieces that bothered her most. “That my dreams are repressed memories.”

“What?”

She met Molly’s shocked stare. “He took me out in the woods yesterday, hoping it would spark some sort of memory, but it didn’t because I don’t know what happened to her.”

“Callie, that’s awful.”

“I got really mad at him for putting me in that position, which isn’t fair.” She pressed her fingers to her temple. “We argued, which I hate because this isn’t his fault, but I resent him for asking me for something I can’t possibly give him.”

“Sounds tough.”

She swallowed the tight ball of emotion choking her throat. “Right now it is. I just want him to be my partner, but we have this dual relationship thing going on. I love him so much, Molly, and I’m terrified that this is going to drive a wedge between us by the time it’s all said and done.”

Molly shook her head. “It won’t.”

“I can feel myself pushing him away.” She shrugged helplessly. “I can feel myself doing it, even though I’m trying so hard not to.”

“You love him and I know he’s been crazy about you since the first moment he saw you.” She hugged Callie—hard. “Believe in that. There’s nothing out there stronger than that.”

Callie held on tight. “You’re right.”

“Of course I am.” Molly eased away, smiling. “I always am.”

Callie grinned. “A Carter trait.”

“Yes, but I’m the most right out of all of us.”

Callie chuckled, finding herself more settled after talking everything through. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Now let’s have a sandwich before we get our butts kicked. I was thinking about a spinach, tomato, and mozzarella panini.”

“Ooh, I think we should probably make two of those.”