I asked Raven to meet me in Vesper's common room.

She came, which meant she already knew what this was. She was dressed perfectly—dark green sweater, silver earrings, hair swept back like she had stepped out of a portrait. She sat across from me without a word, her hands folded in her lap.

I didn't waste time.

"This is over, Raven."

She didn't flinch. Didn't look surprised. Just watched me with those sharp eyes, waiting for more.

"It has not been what it should have been for longer than ...