Chapter Twenty-TwoAfter Yiannis had left, Thalia’s father sighed heavily as he dropped down into his chair. “I’m so sorry, Thalia. I didn’t mean for this to happen. Promises can be very difficult to keep sometimes.” He paused and shook his head.
“I know, Papa. And it’s not your fault. It’s mine. If you’ll excuse me,” she said, turning away from him so that he couldn’t see her expression. She had no idea what her face looked like, but she felt as if every muscle in it was tensed as she tried so hard not to cry. A dead weight sat in her stomach, and she wasn’t entirely sure she wasn’t about to be sick.
She walked from the room as quickly as she could while remaining polite. Once out of her father’s study, she made a break for her own room, running up the stairs and down the hall.
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