The words sting, making her flinch slightly. That wasn’t exactly what she was thinking, or maybe it was and she was too ashamed to acknowledge it. Either way, it makes her feel about a hundred times smaller.

“I am seeing it for myself,” she replies, frustrated at the way her voice shakes as she stares forward with her arms crossed over her chest. “If that is your idea of reassurance, feel free to go back to whatever you were doing.”