"Were you that hungry?" I asked Hannah, her eyes zoomed on my share of the cake. The one I couldn't touch because it reminded me of a certain someone.
Hannah leaned back against her chair and played with the fork, "The story you are about to hear doesn't belong in daylight,"
I glanced through the window of this kitchen; the sunset painted the clouds purple and pink.
Pink…
I breathed heavily, every minute today seemed like it was crawling, and Elizabeth's silence was adding fuel to the flames that licked at my chest whenever I thought about Sophia.
While Hannah was getting introduced to the other lieutenants, I met with Mark and talked about the latest schemes my brother's army was up to, I reached a decision that had nothing to do with the fit of temper sparklers threw in the mansion last night.
I finally received the news I was waiting for in order to make my move.
"It's getting late," I murmured. I had better things to do than go along with Hannah's whims.
