Chapter 195: Hired Killers

RILEY I sat in the therapist's chair, my fingers were silently drumming against my leg as Dr. Sloane continued asking questions that felt like they were coming from very far away, like I was in a haze, and nothing seemed real to me. My mind wasn't really in the room anymore -- it kept drifting to the window, to the sounds outside, to a feeling in my chest that something wasn't right, I had been feeling very odd since this morning and now the feeling only got more time worse than usual.   "Riley, can you tell me about a typical day with Sophia?" Dr. Sloane was saying, but her voice sounded muffled, like I was hearing it through water, I sook my head slowly to see if I could get rid of that muffled noise, but it only seemed to get louder.   I gave her some vague answer about the magical lessons that we had and her teachings about me being good because it made her happy, the kind of response that usually made adults stop asking questions to me. But my attention was focused on the window,