It was already time to leave for the mission.
Rachel stared at her suitcase, fingers lightly tracing the edge of the handle before she sighed and pushed it into her storage ring.
She still hadn't made up with Arthur.
Every time she saw him, he was either talking to Rose or exchanging words with Cecilia. They were working things out, mending the fractures, stitching themselves back together. But she and Seraphina… they were still standing on the other side of that bridge, waiting for something that wasn't coming.
Rachel clenched her wrist.
She missed him.
Too much.
It was a constant ache, a gnawing pull at the edges of her thoughts.
'Arthur, Arthur, Arthur.'
She bit her lip.
And now, Kali was showing up in the dorms again. His dorms.
There was no one else Kali would be visiting, and of course, Arthur swore nothing was happening, but still—
Rachel shut her eyes, inhaling deeply through her nose.
It wasn't like her to sulk.
