Ember Frost’s POV

“It’s only been thirty minutes,” I muttered, staring at the clock like it had personally offended me. The second hand kept ticking, while my nerves were anything but. “Why does it feel like we’ve been waiting forever?”

Eira leaned back in her chair. “Give it time. An hour and a half, and this will be over.”

An hour and a half? That sounded cruel.

I kept talking to Eira to pass the time, nodding when I was supposed to. But inside my head, I was pestering ...