*Ember*
I couldn't sleep much after talking to Cassandra. The more I tried to push her words and my suspicions from my mind, the more they seemed to consume me. Before I knew it, the moon had risen, fallen, and the sun was rising. The caravan's watchers blew the horn to get everyone up and start packing.
Exhaustion made every movement hard, but eventually, I got back into the cart with Lauryn. Lauryn looked like she always did, but when I saw Sawyer, he seemed stiff, like he was avoiding coming over and pretty much ignoring us.
I looked over at Lauryn suspiciously. Even though I was exhausted, the situation was weird. As the caravan started to move again, the rhythmic clip-clop of hooves and the soft murmur of conversations faded away as I looked at Lauryn. She c****d an eyebrow at m
