It had been a nightmare, the Council meeting.

I saw Michael guide the seniors while leaning on the wall.

He needed to be flawless.

He was emotionless when giving commands.

However, his eyes were lifeless.

I felt a knot in my chest every time he glanced at the vacant chair next to him where his Luna should have been seated.

For Michael, time had frozen the instant Matilda passed away, even though ten months had gone by.

At last, the conference came to an end.

He didn't even glance at me. His ...