Chapter 95Almost EighteenAstraea’s POVThe night before my eighteenth birthday, my father followed me around Blackwood for six hours.He thought I didn’t notice.Everyone noticed.Sam noticed.Mom noticed.Ophelia noticed.Orion definitely noticed.At breakfast, Dad sat across from me staring.I put down my fork.“What?”“Nothing.”“You’re staring.”“No, I’m not.”“Dad.”He looked at Mom.“Am I staring?”“Yes.”He frowned.“You’re supposed to support me.”“I do support you.”“Then lie.”“No.”I laughed.Dad glared at both of us.“Tomorrow is just another day.”“Exactly,” I said.He looked at me.“Don’t agree that quickly.”“Why?”“It feels suspicious.”“I’m turning eighteen. I’m not joining an enemy army.”He grunted.“Same emotional impact.”Mom nearly spit out her drink.I smiled.For years, I’d wondered what eighteen would feel like.Prophecies had once made certain ages seem terrifying.Five.Thirteen.Sixteen.Seventeen.Every birthday had once felt like something waiting to ha
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