Howl of the Unchosen

4: Fiona

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of fresh flowers mingled with the aroma of baking pastries and the hum of activity. Laughter an

e, lined floor-to-ceiling with festive decor, felt alive with energy. A soft beep from my phone drew me away. I picked it up, my curiosity g

more. Summoning Maeve, my closest confidante, I paced the room until she arrived. Her grey skirt and light-blue chiffon blouse sway

ething," she said, her

it?" I wh

s about Jason... having an affair. I didn't wa

es now. Questions raced through my mind. Was it true? Had Jaso

y thoughts. "Come in," I c

eepened as he saw my tear-streaked face. I nodded to Maeve, and she l

ng?" he ask

on... and a morta

n't believe it," he said f

I thought he misunderstood Jason. Even so, his willingness to stand up for Jason made me question if there

stioned, my voice cracki

e'll face it together. Don't let rum

Jason's kindness, support, and our shared laughter. Taking

d, smiling. "Now get ready

n and headed downstairs. The warm aroma of breakfast greeted me, and I joined my family around

e suddenly spoke up, bringing back the shadow of t

estioned, his voice suddenly turning serious

nd definitely not the one to call me out on random rumors he might have heard somewhere online. He had ministers of informat

g a sip of his drink before looking at me and raisi

ere for you," he continued. There was a certain danger in his voice that made the entire support thing no

at me with worry in his eyes. Maybe I was a little more dist

ould you?"

ime like this." He continued, "I just thought you should be ready for anything

that to me!" I perked up, glaring a

n't help myself. I couldn't be sure whether it was my insecurity speaki

hensively for his reaction before decidin

I said in a

rt brooding when m

e. Though it was hard to wipe away the impending feeling of doom, I forced it out of m

n the last. Hours passed as we deliberated between two final choices. Finally, I made my dec

sed onto the plush couch. My mother brought me a soothing cup of tea, he

eated to my room, slipping into bed as the calming scent of lavende

n take over, hoping tomorrow woul