Rhydian
I stood outside Ana’s door longer than I meant to.
Not because I was uncertain about knocking. That part had already happened
somewhere between leaving my rooms and crossing the western corridor for what
was becoming a humiliatingly familiar reason. The uncertainty came afterward,
standing there with my hand near the wood like an i***t while the compound
settled into night around me.
A pair of clerks passed the far staircase carrying records between them. One
of them glanced at me and immediately looked away again, suddenly fascinated by
his paperwork.
Fantastic.
People were beginning to notice things.
I waited until they disappeared downstairs before knocking once against the
door.
The latch opened almost immediately.
Ana looked up at me, and there it was again. Th
