salem had been on her mind nonstop. he was so upset the last time they spoke and ophelia had an overwhelming sense of guilt that haunted her since. he had needed someone there for him but she found herself too involved with jason to really notice until the self inflicted neglect barely left much behind. the younger twin had lost so much weight; looking as frail as he sometimes acted. it makes her stomach turn when she glances at him from the driver’s seat. “will you just.. please, talk to me??” it’d been the only words spoken since his protest about coming along with her making the car ride for the past fifteen minutes dreadfully quiet.








