The Frost Girl Comes HomeFrost girl.There it was.Not Lena.Never just Lena.The Frost girl.Like my last name came with a warning label.My fingers curled at my sides.Six years gone, and the town still knew exactly where to press.I lifted my chin and started walking.Because turning around would have made them think they mattered.Because my mother was in a hospital bed.Because the Frost house was waiting on the ridge.Because I had not survived six years away from Black Hollow just to be chased out by whispers before I even got a drink.The bar watched me cross the room.Some faces I recognized immediately.Mrs. Pike sat near the fireplace, older now but still wearing the same pinched expression she had worn every Sunday at pack meetings. Her gaze dropped to my boots, my wet jeans, my empty ring finger, like she was hoping to find evidence that life had punished me properly.Lovely woman.At a front table, a woman touched the silver charm at her throat.Moonstone.Protection.L
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