*Hale*

The look on Amara's face was a mixture of disappointment and hope. I couldn't determine exactly what she was feeling, and I was afraid to ask for further details. I knew I had interrupted whatever she needed to tell me. If it was important, I knew she wouldn't let this stop her.

As I boxed up my food and paid for the meal, I waited for her to finish telling me. Surely, there was some way for her to say whatever she needed to say. However, she only ever made ...