Rosalia’s POV:
Eris’s indrawn breath at the sight of this new mystery person had all eyes on her almost instantly. But when I meet my friend’s eyes all I can see is panic. Panic, fear and dull pain laced along its edge. What’s wrong? I mouth at her, waiting to see if she’ll respond to me but she remains fixated on the mystery figure that remains shadowed in the gloom. “Eris?”
“You.” Her tone is soft with pain. A pain that is so deep and so raw that it hurts me to hear it. And her words aren’t directed at me. They’re directed at the person standing in the shadows that I still can’t see. “You were supposed to be– No, you can’t be. No..” Her voice cracks at the end and I see Ash pull her closer in a friendly embrace. She keeps mumbling something to herself before she swallows and speaks cl
