Rosalia’s POV:
In the minutes following Laurel’s revelation, silence hangs over our small group. I myself am stunned into silence and don’t move until someone’s snout nudges my open palm. Looking down, I see Mae’s eyes looking up at me, and she gives a low whine. Sighing, I rub her ears, and she whines again, clearly sensing my upset. “I’ll be okay,” I whisper to her, hiding my tears behind a barrier inside.
Numb with shock, I start walking back with the others, my mind remaining in the clearing where Laurel tore my life apart. Again. Near me, Hunter appears to be just as lost, and I can hear Artemis whining in my head. The key question surely is this: was any of it real? Laurel’s taunting question plays on repeat in my head and my heart breaks each time I remember it. Eris looks at me
