Moira's POV

When I finally return to the hall, Amelia is there. Of course she's there. Talking to Sarah, smoothing over my abrupt exit with grace I'll never possess. Making it look effortless.

Making me look incompetent.

"Moira!" Logan finds me first, his hand catching my elbow. "Are you okay?"

Lucas appears on my other side. "What happened?"

Their concern wraps around me through the bond, warm and suffocating. I want to ...