Maria.
"You two seem to be getting pretty close."
Galen's words lingered in the air long after she said them.
There had been something in her tone, something unreadable, that left me puzzled. It wasn't teasing. It wasn't exactly accusatory either. But it carried weight, enough to make me pause.
What was her own with our relationship?
The question formed instantly in my mind.
Why did it matter to her?
I wanted to ask.
The words rose to the tip of my tongue, ready to demand an explanation. But I swallowed them back down. I was already drained, physically and emotionally. The day had been overwhelming enough, and the last thing I needed was another confrontation.
And beneath everything else, one worry overshadowed all others.
Noah.
I walked to my bed and sat down slowly.
