29AuraAura awoke to the Announcer’s trumpet and sat straight up in bed. She looked down at her nightgown and closed her eyes, trying to forget last night’s events. She buried her face in her palms. Instruments of power to her now. What use is power if it can’t give me what I want the most? She hugged her pillow, wishing it was Felipe.
She heard Gossamer’s voice coming from Adie’s chambers and got out of bed, quietly walking over to the door. The voices were muffled, and she couldn’t hear the conversation clearly. She put her hand on the handle and stopped. Should I enter? Gossamer’s probably telling Adie about everything that happened last night. I’ll wait for Adie to come check on me . . . if she does.
Aura pulled her hand away from the doorknob and leaned back against the door. Closing
