Kestrel's POV
I went back and I even got more paranoid at Zeph’s mother stare, I knew it was rude to have walked out like that and now so many things were running in my mind. Doesn't she like me? Doesn't she want me here? Is it my hair? Is it something I said?
My mind races with a thousand terrible possibilities as she stares at me with that shocked expression on her face. My heart is pounding so hard I think it might burst out of my chest.
But then she's coming closer and I swear I can feel my chest tightening with anxiety. She reaches out and touches my hair, her fingers gentle as they run through the red strands. My lips tremble and I quickly bow my head, trying to be respectful even though I'm terrified.
"Luna, I'm sorry, I'm Kestrel," I stammer, not even sure what I'm apologizing
