The tension in the hall could freeze me to death.
I basically word vomited in front of everyone the moment I got inside. I could see all sorts of emotions in everyone's faces. Confusion, shock, disbelief, and suspicion, but the instant I told everyone about Selene's possession of me, I was met with two reactions.
Caution and then anger. Everyone, excluding Rowan, squared up—their bodies straightening and their faces hardening, and their eyes gleaming with predatory instinct.
Cyrus didn't waste a single second standing in front of me and glaring down at everyone. That caused them to lower their head, but their body tensed up more.
What hurt me most was the look in Catherine's and Tristan's eyes. They looked heartbroken, but I doubt it was because of me. It was because of him. Tom Chester.
After a long moment of silence, Tristan takes a step forward and looks up at me. "Maybe you are mistaken, Lyra. He could have been someone else entirely. He just looks like Tom perhaps".
