CHAPTER 103
MARA’S POV
Hannah was silent at first, her breath coming in soft exhales as she glanced briefly at me.
“Hmm," she murmured, returning her attention back to the paper I'd given her.
Dropping down on the chair behind her desk, she perched her glasses low on her nose, eyes moving slowly over the letter in her hands. The soft rustle of the paper felt uncomfortably loud in the otherwise quiet space of her office.
I stood across from Hannah, fingers clasped together so tightly I felt my knuckles ache. A lump formed in my throat, my pulse thudding in my ears as she occasionally flicked her eyes in my direction.
The letter shook slightly in Hannah's hand as she finally finished reading it. Lowering it halfway, she looked up at me.
“Are you sure, Mara?" she asked, brows arche
