Lia

I was pacing. I couldn’t help it. Every few minutes, I’d glance toward the trial zone, hoping to see Matt emerging with that usual smirk of his, like it was all no big deal. I was almost praying to every god I could think of, even though I wasn’t much of a religious woman.

Seriously, what was taking so long? I wish I knew. When we were waiting for the others, it didn’t seem to take so long.

But he wasn’t back yet. I hadn’t even realized how much I was starting to get anxious ...