KELSEY POV

I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers resting on the ring in my hand.

My chest felt tight as I thought about everything that had happened that night. I wasn't afraid anymore, but even if I wasn't, there was still so much on my mind.

Theodore stood by the table, pouring two cups of warm water. He brought one over and handed it to me before sitting beside me.

"You're quiet, my Luna," he said, studying my face. "Are you still thinking about what happened downstairs?"

"No." I took a sip of the water. "I was thinking about something else. Something that happened when I...