Chapter 36

ALEJANDRA.

Forrest is quiet as we head back to the house. In fact, he hasn’t even looked at me since we left Margot’s office. I think he’s a little mad that I asked Margot to teach me how to block my thoughts.

Blocking my thoughts is surprisingly easy and yet complicated at the same time. I think it’s easier for the guys because they’ve known their whole lives how to block their thoughts. It’s muscle memory for them. For me, I have to actually think about physically blocking my thoughts.

Imagine a wall, Margot had told me.

A wall?

That’s easy.

The hard part is keeping the wall up. The second I’m distracted the wall moves. I don’t know if that’s normal, but it’s what happens to me.

As soon as we get back to the house, Forrest heads upstairs to his room. I watch his retreating form, wondering if I should say something to him.

“What’s wrong with Forrest?” I ask Desmond, who is standing closest to me.

Desmond simply shrugs.

Boys.

I sigh and decide to just ask him myself. I walk