Kira There’s a reason I don’t drink. I hiccup, taking a second glass of wine. Cheap drunk, I think they call it? My phone buzzes in my clutch. JACK: Just wrapping up. I think Perrin is heading out anyway. Where are you? I don’t really want to respond to his text. We had plans to meet up after the feast but… I had seen Jack sitting next to Perrin in my brother’s place. It was so hard to watch. Perrin had been all honor and pride leading his procession. And my brother had worked so hard to stand right behind him. He should have been there. It should have been Ethan, not Jack. Why was this so hard to process? I tried not to cry, but tears threatened to escape nonetheless. Wiping my eyes lightly so as to not mess up my makeup, I walked quietly out of the hall and down the front steps o

