A Breathless Truce

Cassian

Standing in the hallway, waiting for someone to open the door to Astrid’s room, I’m feeling nervous. It’s not a sensation I’m used to, not one I like to admit to. But it’s true. We parted on ugly terms when I saw her earlier today, and I don’t know if she’s had time to calm down or if she’s still simmering over the edge.

I’m also concerned about how some of the other guests at dinner migh