EIRA’S POV
I sat by the cold stone staircase behind the east wing of the academy, hugging myself. Students passed by in streams in the courtyard below, gossip buzzing in the air as they went by. Normally, I would’ve blended in with the noise, ignoring their pointless chatter.
But today, my whole world felt like it was coming crumbling down.
Ares threat still rang through my skull like an incessant bell. Nausea poked at my stomach as I remembered every word he had whispered into my ears. My body still trembled with anger and humiliation.
I had shoved him and stormed out of the empty supply room, but my trembling hands followed me all the way here. Why did life keep doing this to me? Why did people keep grabbing at me, pushing and twisting at my vulnerability?
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