VALORIA WILDEROSE
"Maybe you should go in and relax, give her a little time?" Calliope suggests, and it's not a bad idea.
Reluctantly I rise from the table, books wrapped tightly to my chest after being forgotten amidst the confusion.
She and Elodie wave goodbye as I head back towards the main building, braving a smile that fades the second I'm out of sight.
As much as I want to be optimistic, I can't help the thoughts that maybe she'll never get over it. Maybe she thinks I'm in some secret relationship with Azrael and hates me.
What if she starts believing that I lied to them and I'm really after the power and fame like the rumors say?
My mind spirals, my heart sinks. I realize I can't let it go as it is and I can't relax—not until I've explained myself completely and proven to them that it's not true.
Not until I'm completely sure that they believe me.
"What do you think, Eros?" I pause and look at him, desperate for him to tell me I'm not insane.
