Chapter 59:
THE GIRL WHO KNEW ME
The walk to the war room took longer than it should have.
Ethan walked beside me, his presence a steady anchor, but I could feel the tension radiating off him. His hand rested near his blade, his instincts screaming at him to treat this as a threat.
Gabriel led the way, his expression unreadable.
The girl was waiting.
And she knew me.
When we entered the war room, the first thing I noticed was how small she looked.
She couldn’t have been older than seventeen. She sat stiffly in a chair, her hands clenched together in her lap, her shoulders drawn in like she was trying to make herself smaller.
Her dark brown hair fell in uneven waves around her face, strands of it wild and tangled. Her skin was looking good, but her cheeks were hollow,
