Elena's P.O.V
"Malory!" I called out, my voice tinged with worry and fear. "Malory, what's wrong?"
Watching her tear-stained face and the way she shook violently like a left, broke my heart into a thousand pieces. I wrapped my arms around her tighter, pulling her close to me, hoping to offer some measure of comfort.
"Malory, it's me, Elena, your big sister," I murmured, my voice soft and soothing. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
At first, I thought that maybe the reason why she was scared was because she couldn't recognize me. But watching her clutch onto me, made me realize that it wasn't the case. My sister recognized me, but no matter how hard I tried to comfort her, it didn't seem to work.
