ADRIEL
Noa had scared the hell out of all of us when she’d passed out. She was resting comfortably on the bed sleeping now.
Her birthmark on her inner thigh looked like one of the circles had been branded. It was red and raised resembling a burn. Beau was sitting on the bed holding her hand, he swept her hair back from her face from time to time. I was sitting in a chair off to the side, while Terra stood with her back to us looking at the sun set outside the window.
“Terra, that wasn’t your fault. You know that right?” I asked her.
She didn’t turn around, she just said “mmm.” and kept looking out the window. I could practically feel the guilt rolling off of her.
“I’m serious Terra, this is new territory for all of us. We couldn’t possibly know it would affect her that way.” I add
