"Carl thinks it is suspicious that you were not affected the same way everyone else was," Ryan told her.
Violet rolled her eyes. "I don't care what he thinks. But you can surely tell him what I think about him if you like."
"I am pretty sure he knows you think he is a jerk," Ryan said, a smile playing on his lips. Then it vanished as if it had never been.
"But Carl saved your life. He saved you from me."
"You were not in control of your actions," Violet said, putting her hand out to cover his, to hide the blue ball. "It is not as if you wanted to hurt me."
Ryan shook his head. "No, but it is not as if it's the first time I have tried to either. Violet, I shouldn't be around you, not until I can be trusted."
"I trust you," she told him. "More than anyone."
"You should not." He pull
