Verity's POV

I walked into the garden courtyard by accident while trying to escape the chaos inside. The stone path wound through flowering bushes and trees that were just starting to lose their leaves. The air smelled like rain and earth and it was the first moment of peace I'd had since walking into that dining hall.

I sat on a stone bench near a fountain and pressed my hands against my face. Everything was too much. My father's coldness, felicity's rage, theron's desperate pleading. The ...