Calum’s POV
Alora appeared at the end of breakfast as we started to clean up. I glanced at her in fear that it would break my heart more just to see her or be near her. I still felt as if she had stuck her spear into my chest and left it there for all time.
By glancing at her I noticed something shiny on her face and instantly looked back up to see what it was. She had been crying all alone out there. The evidence was a slightly wet face. She was hurting herself as much as she was hurting me. But what was the reason?
She didn’t look at anyone as she entered the camp and started gathering her things. I looked away from her and started packing my stuff up as well. Everyone was still moving about in silence. It was broken by Roman as usual. That guy couldn’t read a room to save
