26 - Azira.

My footsteps falter as I approach our usual table that evening with my tray of food, swallowing hard.

We've got some new arrivals, it would seem. Alexander is sitting next to Natalya with his arm draped over her shoulder possessively. My stomach churns as it's weird to see them together like that after everything that's happened over the years.

And yet, as he murmurs something in her ear and she laughs, I can't deny that I've never her seen her look so happy and at ease before.

I keep moving, taking note that Alek, Rizzo and Rosa have also moved to our table. Rizzo has the audacity to be sitting in my usual seat.

I clear my throat when I get to him. "Why are you sitting in my seat?"

Rizzo's brow raises as he meets my gaze. He's Alexander' newest friend, who none of us have really spoken to. He seems to keep himself to himself.

Supposedly, Rizzo's father had bad blood with my family and intended to overthrow us, until they uncovered his father has been poisoning his mother for years an