Zora’s POV
Gwen’s abrupt entrance shattered the fragile quietude that had settled after the day’s tumultuous events. When I had woken up alone at the inn, the guards my only companion waiting outside for me and informing me that Damon had left, I knew that whatever we had shared last night had quickly faded and the inn would be our only witness to how things had been between us.
Her urgency permeated the air as she demanded answers, “What happened when you were out yesterday?”
Caught off guard, confusion painted my face, mirroring the internal disarray caused by the unexpected intensity of her inquiry. I struggled to make sense of her urgency, my mind racing to recall which part of the day to even tell her about. “It was a very long day, Gwen” I replied, the words escaping me in a hasty
