Bella:
The walk back to the house was far from peaceful. My mind was a whirlpool of thoughts, each more distressing than the last. Sebastine in Frost Pack? It had to be a joke.
Someone from my past playing a cruel prank. But who? Father wouldn’t do this, or could it be Fae? That thought sent a shiver down my spine, worse than the idea of Sebastine being here. My anxiety tightened like a vise around my chest.
“Did I do something wrong?” Ryder’s voice cut through my internal chaos. He sounded worried, his brow furrowing as he glanced at me. “You’ve been so quiet since we started walking back. Did I…?”
“No, Ryder,” I interrupted, forcing a smile that felt more like a grimace. “I’m just a bit hungry. I’ll be fine once we get home,” I lied, hoping to ease his concern.
I tried to return to
