Aba vanished from the room instantly and Justice walked up to Lucy’s side. He knew Aba was going for Derek. He watched as Lucy lowered the bag back down on the table and sifted her hands in the contents. Tears streamed down her face.
Justice looked into the bag and pursed his lips together. He placed his hand on Lucy’s back and rubbed it gently. “It’s okay Lucy. You are allowed to grieve for what you lost.”
Lucy turned into Justice and began crying. Her soft sobs and hiccups muffled into his shirt. What her mother had sent her wasn’t supposed to make her feel sad but it was a message telling her she was still strong. It was a huntress outfit, with daggers, silver stakes, throwing knives and black combat boots. But what it made Lucy realize was the part of her that she sacrificed. She ha
