*Claire*

As we were cleaning up, Tori walked through the kitchen. She looked like she was on her way to the gym, and she stopped to ask, “is there anyone in the gym?”

“Nope,” I said. “Everyone else is gone and we just got done.” I caught her face fall briefly. She looked to Ethan, who was looking down like he was petrified of looking at her directly.

*She’s not Medusa, Ethan*. I smiled at her, shrugging my shoulders, and jerking my head toward Ethan. ...