The women behind her whisper and giggle seemingly in agreement to last Yuna.
I feel Kieran tense beside me, but I squeeze his arm slightly in a warning to stay calm.
"If that's what you believe," I say quietly, "then there is nothing more to discuss. Excuse us."
I move to step around her, and this time Yuna lets me pass, though not without one final barb.
"Don't get too comfortable in your new position, little tribute. Falling from grace hurts so much more when you're up high."
I don't respond, don't look back. Kieran and I continue down the corridor in silence until we're out of earshot.
"That woman is going to be a problem," Kieran mutters.
"She's already a problem," I reply. "But she's also a distraction. Let her think I'm competing for Graham's affection. It keeps attention awa
