Chapter 8. Guilty from Protection

“I think it would be best if you did not go to work today. The nightmare has really shaken you, and it’s still all over you.” Aaron said this after watching her get ready for work in silence for over forty minutes. He didn’t want to be the one stopping her from doing the very thing she had always loved. He, however, didn’t know how she would cope with her mental state while at work. It made no sense to just throw herself out there. Supernatural or not, she needed a break.

She paused after putting on her shoes. “I have to go. I have three classes, and those students depend on me for almost everything they need. There was no formal notice of my absence, and I’d be expected to report in,” she told him.

“Call in sick then.”

“That would be a lie.”

“Not completely.”

“Aaron, you’re not helping.”

“I do not intend to.” He answered and rose to his feet. “I know what I saw this morning. It was my wife trapped in the lowest mental state I’ve ever seen, and on