Evaline:
The cold marble floors of the Council building echoed beneath my boots as I walked in for the second day. I was too tired to pretend I wasn't exhausted, too tired to hide the tension in my shoulders after yesterday. But I came anyway, because I refused to be chased out. Not by River. Not by anyone.
The receptionist glanced up at me, offered a wary smile, and nodded me toward the elevator. There was no small talk this time. Maybe she could already sense the storm brewing again.
I rode the elevator up in silence. My reflection was staring back from the polished metal walls, making me realize that I was looking paler than usual. And it was mostly because of the morning sickness that had hit me the hardest today.
I badly wanted to take a day off and just stay in bed. But I knew better than to dream about getting a day off on my second day of internship.
