“The sooner you get that look off of your face the sooner we can get you ready,” Ava said. There wasn’t a hint of a taunt in her voice just facts.
“And what look would that be?” I asked.
“The one that says you’re heartbroken and you’re being offered up to the devil,” Ava said. She said it so matter-of-factly and she wasn’t wrong.
“So you’re wanting me to—”
“I want you to do what you know needs to be done. It isn’t just your life that’s hanging on your performance tonight. His life rides on it too, or have you forgotten?” Ava asked. I close my eyes and will myself not to lunge for her and scratch her eyes out. “We all know you don’t want to do this but we don’t care. Fix your face. You are of age now and you’re going to be whisked off. You’ll ride off into the sunset with a mate that’s
