Grace
I leave the bathroom having finally gotten my tears under control. I wipe my eyes and head over to where the rest of the team is waiting, ready to face the music.
Zara is glaring at me, her pale blonde hair only adding to the white-hot rage written all over her face. I"m surprised she"s not breathing fire, though that"s probably because she can"t when she"s in her human form.
I take a deep breath, knowing that this isn"t going to be pretty. And that there"s nothing I can do about everyone being here to witness it. Which is fair. I made the decision, so it"s my fault.
"What do you think you were doing?" Zara demands without any preamble.
"I don"t know." That"s a lie, but it feels better to do that than to let Amanda get into trouble for almost falling, especially when I have no i
