Wiping off my make up feels as if I'm wiping away the stress of the evening. I wash my face and tie my hair into a loose braid. I change out of my dress into a pair of leggings and a shirt of Finns. I think better of that and put on a shirt of my own.
Taking off Finns shirt brings it back to me and I feel my eyes well up. I breathe deeply.
Keep it together. Oh. Now my wolf decides to make an appearance. I thought I'd leave it up to you. You already know I am connected to both wolves, Finns more but my opinion isn't important. You're gonna have to make the decision and I will be happy, and sad, about either choice. With those unhelpful words, she's gone once again.
I sigh and rub my eyes. I don't want to go downstairs. I sense movement downstairs. That means Jack must be here soon.
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