Hannah
I spent the entire day avoiding the internet, too afraid and cowardly to see the backlash over the audio tapes being released. I could already imagine the comments: calling me a w***e, a liar, a traitor.
I couldn’t bear to see if those comments truly existed.
So my phone remained face down on the nightstand all day, untouched and silent. If any of my friends tried to reach out to me, I wouldn’t know. They would understand why I hadn’t replied.
Instead, I buried myself in my preparations for my presentation at the Luna Council—assuming I was still invited to the next meeting. Luna Alanna hadn’t contacted me, nor had anyone else from the council. I supposed that was a good sign.
Eventually, when my eyes grew too bleary to keep working, I resorted to pacing the hous
