Nova's consciousness plunged forward Into Selena's truth.
And
It didn't even take a second.
The moment Nova's consciousness crossed the threshold of Selena's unguarded mind, the world shifted.
Her closed eyes trembled violently, lashes squeezing together as if her body itself was trying to reject what her mind was seeing. Her hand remained pressed against Selena's head, but her fingers curled, knuckles whitening.
A tear slipped free.
Then another.
Then they wouldn't stop.
They streamed down Nova's face, silent and relentless, dripping from her chin to the floor below. She didn't make a sound not a sob, not a cry but the grief poured out of her all the same, heavy and raw, as if her soul itself had cracked open.
Her posture remained upright, rigid, but everything inside her was collapsing.
