Oh hell, this was going worse than she could have imagined; the color drained from his face and he yanked his sleeves down. Molly' stomach continued to feel like it was under siege from dread-inducing ocean waves.

"S-Spencer, Spencer, calm down, it's, it's okay..." She held her hands out, afraid he was going to run away from her. She wanted to hug him, but what if he pushed her away? She gently reached for his hand, his shaking hand, wrapping both of hers around it. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. Please don't hate me? I-I just wanted you to know you could talk to me about it....i-if you wanted to..."