"Yeah," Molly says, soft, nodding. She does know; it's the reason she's here in the first place, even if she can't begin to make sense of her own thoughts right now, or figure out what she's supposed to do next. The same few things keep tripping her up, that she's meant to go back to work soon, that she never intended to have to do this on her own, that she isn't sure she wants to. Beyond that, though, she can't form anything concrete, and that, too, she thinks, is what's brought her to Katie's now, before even trying to make a single other plan.

She draws a deep breath, glancing at Jamie again, still not wanting to draw his attention. "I just don't know what to do, you know? This... It wasn't supposed to be like this."