7

~Vaela

"I don't like him."

Collapsing down onto the couch, I tug a blanket over myself, glaring at Will. I’m too distracted by this strange feeling of loss that has settled within me. It feels wrong to have left the cave, to have left Hale.

"You're not meant to, he's a Sin,” Eyla responds, pushing past him to come sit next to me on the couch.

Will’s jaw is set in a firm line, a distasteful look swirling in his eyes. "The fact that he was acting like he was going to see you again, Vaela."

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