CH. 37 Failure

A quiet night with only the sound of the rustling leaves outside the window and Maia sat there on the bed, still in Seth's room, as she haphazardly tried to save her third embroidery. She picked this difficult hobby for the upcoming autumn hunt. She wanted to give one to Seth and one each to the twins.

As soon as she thought of it, her mind wandered to the events of the past few days—the fear in the boys' eyes, the anger in their voices and the distance growing between them as the days went by. Was this how it was going to be? Her most cherished relationships were in tatters, with no chance to fix them before she disappeared.