Lara

Dearest Cassia,

I lit a candle for you at the small shrine in the garden. Demetria pretends she doesn't believe in such things. I saw her add oil to the flame after I walked away. We are both praying for you in our own ways. The fates are not kind, Cassia. But they are not cruel either. They are simply watching to see what you become.

Make them lean forward.
Lara