Cassie.
After leaving Trixie I wasn’t sure what to do. I hadn’t realized things were as bad as they were but after seeing her the way she was, I realized she was in a bad situation. Trixie refused to go further into detail about what all had been going on, but I could see by the shaken look of her that the exhaustion I had noticed when I first arrived was only the cover she used to show people she was okay.
My mind reeled over and over the information as I made my way back towards the cottage, where I had assumed Finn and Silas would be waiting for me. They were both gone early this morning when I had left.
A roar of anger in the distance caught my attention the moment I approached the cottage and as I turned looking off towards the house, I saw Pollus arguing with Sam about something. The anger that filled his voice was unrecognizable. It was clear that the way he was acting was far from him being in control, and that wasn’t good for anyone.
