Chapter 15

But instead of throwing a punch, Rhys took a deep breath and said, "We need to talk." I relaxed a little and plopped myself down on a bench in the waiting area. I wasn't going anywhere until Aunt Louisa came out of surgery. If Rhys wanted to talk, he could go ahead. I was fully prepared to ignore every syllable. He sat next to me and lowered his voice. "I need you to... do something for me." I kept my eyes glued to the neon-red sign above the operating room door that screamed Surgery In Progress. Rhys continued. "Look, I'm sorry I lost my temper that day and... hurt you. I apologize." I turned my head slowly, like I was checking if I'd just hallucinated him saying that. Rhys Granger, apologizing? Was he ill? Had the aliens finally replaced him with a half-decent human clone? "I'm sorry about how things turned out," he said. "I wish we could work something out. Mum was really upset when she found out we'd had a fight—" "We didn't just have a fight, Rhys. We broke up." I cut in before he