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Talia
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When I left my dad in that clinic, I knew that I had too much on my mind to sleep. I knew that I needed to process all of it or I wouldn't be able to move on. He had almost died. Lex had almost died. And I had done things that I had never thought were possible before.
All of these things had just hit me all at once, the good and the bad. And frankly, they had left me feeling more than a little overwhelmed and confused. I wanted to think. I wanted to process my thoughts and emotions. And I wanted to talk to someone that might help me with it all.
Who, though? Who could I talk to? Who would understand what I was feeling? Who would help me figure this all out?
