Silvia.
Petra Hale showed up on a Tuesday.
I hadn't expected her to arrive soon. Marcus had called three days after our meeting at the farmhouse. He said his daughter had reacted to the news of the Before Accord by packing a bag before he had even finished explaining what it was. He said he would bring her to the city the week if the offer still stood.
The offer still stood.
They arrived in the afternoon. Marcus was. Petra was in the passenger seat. She had her face turned toward the window soon as the car stopped. She was taking in the city with an attention. Someone who had been imagining a thing for three years was now comparing their imagination to reality.
She was twenty-two. Had Islas face. Marcus had mentioned that. I had noted it.. Seeing it was different from just knowing it.
