The sob I had been holding back finally broke through, and I burst into tears. The reality was dawning on me in the worst way. I had been suppressing troubling thoughts, thinking of Zayden and where he might be. Now, with him here and well, there was no distracting me from the terrible memory of that night.
He didn't say a word but instead watched me sob recklessly. He cupped my face, wiping the tears away from my eyes. I found his gaze, and it had returned to its brown colour. They looked breathtaking nevertheless, but it indicated that he had calmed down. I was sure he did this on purpose to comfort me. However, the overwhelming feeling of guilt was drowning me with it. What kind of Luna was I, going to celebrate a prestigious festival and ending up killing one of ours?
Was that forgiv
