I lowered my hands to my lap. “So no more meetings with Officer M?”
He shook his head. “None.”
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, relishing the feeling of freedom. I’d been so worried that I’d accidentally do something wrong and end up in a prison cell.
“But you have to promise me you’ll take more care in the future regarding your magic,” Dr. Green said.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. “I will, I promise.”
As I left the office, I felt like I was floating. This was a huge surprise and I hadn’t realized just how much the parole was weighing on me until it was released.
It wasn’t until I was sliding my key card into my door later that night that I realized Dr. Green didn’t tell menotto use my magic.
And if there was one thing I’d come to learn about Dr. Green, it was that everything he did was with purpose.