RITUAL
PORSHA'S POV “Porsha it's time," Anne's voice cut through my dazz. I flickered my eyes repeatedly, trying to stabilize myself before turning to her. “Oh! That's right. Let's go," I voiced reluctantly. It was one thing to go for the ritual and another to actively take part in it. Gosh! As if one ritual wasn't enough, why do parents have to do two. “Is something bothering you Porsha?" She doubted, her eyes filled with curiosity and upmost concern. “I'm fine Anne," I lied simply. My tone low and steady. The last thing I wanted to do was rant. I have grumbled enough about Leviathan. I was sure that he was planning something nasty, Something that would get underneath my skin, like with the apple incident. But it's fine, I can indulge whatever he wants to throw at me, so long as he do
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