I stretch the elastic band as far as it will go then release one end. I think about Molly and wonder how she's handling this since I left Chicago.
Matteo pushes off the desk. “We’ll deal with it.”
I look up at him. “Easy enough for you to say.”
“It will die down ... eventually, I promise.”
“Hasn’t yet,” I counter.
“It would have, if it had just been about the masked ball. Problem is, it’s about the Knights. That might take a little longer. Try to chill.”
He leaves, just as my phone vibrates.
I pick it up.
My heart almost leaps out of my chest.
It's from Molly.
She’s exactly who I thought she was—kind, caring and innocent.
I read her message.
Molly : I saw the Aurora Knight story. Are you okay?
I stare at her message for the longest time. Eventually I reply:
Enzo: I’m trying to be
She replies instantly:
Molly : I wish I had a time machine
I start to type something then delete it. Then wait a few seconds and start typing again, but I delete it again.
And then I leave it.
Chapter 19
MOLLY
I’m curled up on my couch staring at Enzo’s mask hanging on my wall.
My cereal bowl is half finished. I didn’t have the energy to cook, and now I discover I don’t even have the energy to eat.
I read up more on the Aurora Knight story. I’ve been poring over old news archives, and now I understand exactly why the Knights don’t want this news to resurface. I now understand the effect all of this has had on Enzo.
I was responsible for that, but now, by a strange twist of fate, I’m connected to him through a project.
I can’t do it.
I need to get out of it because I can’t be around him anymore. He’s uncomfortable around me. I’m sure it’s because each time he looks at me he’s reminded of what I caused.
I try to write the email to Penelope again:
Dear Miss Grech,
I think there may have been a misunderstanding about what I'm supposed to contribute. I'm a kindergarten teacher. I don't know anything about property development, planning or construction. I don’t know anything about architecture and I’m not qualified to advise on this project.