It was hours later when she was on Arion's front doorstep, getting ready to leave. She had ended up telling him about everything... the therapy sessions, her nightmares, the argument with her mother, and even seeing Maia at school. But she was still too weak to explain the demons haunting her... to describe how the clocks hated her. Thinking about how they hurt Arion would've been too painful.
Arion had agreed with Maia that she should return to set everything right with her mother, but he wondered, too, why Maia had been at the school playground.
"She was just on the swing? But the gates are locked at weekends why would she want to go there?" he had said.
"I don't know, either," she admitted.
The two now stood, staring at each other, not knowing how to part. Arion looked at her sadly when he softly said, "I hope everything goes well, Emi..." He moved his arms apart, reaching forward to embrace her.