Chapter 72: Peptalk
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Chapter 72
~Snow’s POV~
The silence that followed was deafening. Aira left the dining hall, her head bowed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Tempest followed suit as she stormed out after Aira. I remained in my seat, watching them leave, feeling the knot in my chest tighten. It was always the same between them, but this time, it felt heavier—like there was something neither of them was saying, but both of them felt.
"Well," my father finally spoke, his voice breaking the silence as he gently tapped on his lips with his napkin. "That went... well."
My mother sighed, her fingers tightening on her cutlery. Her fingers tightened on her cutlery as her eyes filled with concern, her gaze lingering on the empty seats where her daughters had sat.
"It’s been hard on Aira. I just hope one day she’ll realize her worth."
I nodded absentmindedly, my thoughts elsewhere. My hand instinctively sought out Zara’s under the table, needing some kind of reassurance—something to ground me in the chaos.