Chapter 65

***POV: Violet***

What a mess. Amara is crying, so many emotions over so many different things truly coming to a head at the same time. I managed to get her back to the packhouse and into her room. Her mom knocks on the door and pushes in. She brought her some tea; she’s always been thoughtful like that. She walks across the spacious room and sits down next to Amara on the bed, offering her the tea. Amara, tear-streaked face, still wearing her club clothes, sits up and gratefully takes the tea.

“Mija, will you tell me what happened now?” Luna Claudia pleads with her. “Maybe I can help, or at least it will help to get it off your chest.”

Amara sips the tea and nods. “I will mami, just let me catch my breath for a moment.”

“Ok, I can do that. Violet, I think you might be needed downstairs.” She says, her voice full of hidden meaning. I nod and take my leave, knowing that my best friend is in excellent hands. I head down the stairs and I already hear the voices drifting up. Cyrus is talk