I stared at the door, hoping that Uchel would walk in. It was twilight and I was getting worried. Ocello and Cuau had both gone to bed when I insisted on waiting up for him.
They felt that they should wait up as well, but I thought that Uchel might want to talk to me without anyone else there. His entire world had just shifted and there was no way to change that. Sure, it was good that the truth came out, but sometimes it is worse finding out that they trauma you suffered was completely unnecessary.
The 'if only' crossing your mind, the anger, the rage, the frustration. There was really no place for it to go.
Sure, he could rage at Rayen and the people who believed the lie, but how would that help anyone. It wouldn't change what they did.
The fire had almost burned out. At night, it was just a bit chillier, and the warmth was appreciated. We had saved some of the bread and stew for Uchel. If he waited too much longer, it would be cold.
