I stare at the occupants of the room, letting my eyes settle on each of them.
Micah and Jason both look expectant, which isn’t surprising—we’re all hoping Raven came back with nothing but good news.
Piper looks expectant too, but she also looks nervous. She’s fidgeting with her hands, shifting from one foot to the other like she’s unsure of whether she should be here or not.
“Hi,” she says with a tentative smile.
I want to respond, I really do, but my voice catches in my throat. Instead, I just give her a brief nod before turning my attention to Raven.
My sister. My friend. She looks… exhausted. It looks like she hasn’t slept for days.
Her body is slouched, and dark circles cling stubbornly under her eyes. Her hair is dull and limp, and her clothes hang looser on her frame. It’s as i
