Something better forgotten

An air of restless anticipation hangs heavy in the room as I recount the memory that has recently resurfaced, everyone in the room hanging on to my words, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. I notice Liam's subtle twitch at the mere mention of Rhamiel's name, and a tinge of concern nags at me. To spare his feelings, I narrate the story with an impersonal third-person perspective, veiling the depth of emotions that coursed through me as Hannah experienced her past. I purposely omit the part where Rhamiel kissed her; it's a detail that holds no relevance to our current predicament.

"… it all happened in the blink of an eye," I continue, my tone measured and objective. "But I am certain that Hannah had reservations when she found out that other hybrids were banished along with the Dragon King. She thought it was unjust, but Rhamiel was quite a charmer, and she believed him."