Roisin
It was impossible to sleep. Visaris' words replayed over and over in my mind, each one sharper than the last. A mistake. A betrayal. I rolled onto my side, trying to block out the painful memories of the day, but his voice lingered, searing into me. My heart felt like it was being squeezed, the ache building, but I had no tears left.
The morning light slipped into my room, ending the long night. I lay still for a moment, exhausted. But there was no avoiding today. Today was Azmariah's death anniversary—and Visaris would be holding a remembrance ceremony for her.
As dawn continued to filter in, I finally dragged myself out of bed. I walked over to the mirror and winced. My eyes were puffy, shadowed with exhaustion, my skin pale. I looked like a mess. I shook my head and headed to
