Velara's POV.
"What if they don't even show up, Vlad?"
I pace the room in small, tight circles - twisting my fingers together as I do so. My chest feels tight, like an iron fist is wrapped around my rib cage - threatening to squeeze tighter and tighter with each passing second. My stomach is in knots, my mouth is dry - I can't remember the last time I felt this nervous about anything...
"What if they do show up and ignore me the entire time? That'll be worse... much, much worse."
Tonight is the night we all go over to Morgana's place for the family dinner she's been planning. She came up with the brilliant idea to invite us all over: Malakar, Hope, Lucian, and us. She said that she's had just about enough of all of us ignoring and avoiding each other, and that it was time we hashed al
