"Teagan...don't let the doorr closse ljike that. Whateverr jyou feel ljike jyou have to rrun frrom - whateverr jyou feel ljike jyou need to make amendss forr - jyou need to do jit whjile jyou sstjill have tjime."

Untaaura thought about her own family history. The way she'd parted ways with her mother...there wasn't any way to go back from that. She'd watched that bridge and others fall to ashes, horrified by the price she paid just by being who she was.