LILY'S POV
"Stop crying Owen."
"I'm not crying."
"Your eyes are saying different thing." I hit his shoulder playfully.
"It's dry in here."
"It's the same air it was an hour ago."
"The air changed. Legislatively." He didn't look at me. "Leave me alone."
I left him alone.
The chamber had emptied slowly after Kane called the session closed. Lawyers packing files. Council members filing out with the particular purposefulness of people who had somewhere to be now that this was done. Voss had stopped at our table on her way out and said something to Harper in a low voice that made Harper look at the table for a moment in the way she did when something had landed somewhere she wasn't ready to show anyone yet.
Then Voss had looked at me.
"Six years," she said simply.
"I know," I said.
