ZIRA

It’s official. I’m a COWARD! It’s been a week since the party, and I avoided Isaiah the entire time. I never got my papers, so now I’m stuck here like an idiot. I was never going to be able to leave, which my mom was happy about. Isabella could tell I didn’t want to discuss it, so we filled our time with her upcoming nuptials and ways to kill her mom. Yeah, she can be crazy.

While building the courage to get my papers, I continued training in the woods. It was one way to work through stressful times and escape my problems. Most hunters use the bushes or...