Flashback ( PDFDrive )

Daddy’s little hugfest tomorrow.”
“I’m fine—don’t lose your bet. Today was just the first day. It’ll be
better tomorrow.”
Or worse, depending on what Tarina had in mind.
Keefe tore a hand through his hair again. “I can tell there’s
something you’re not telling me right now—but I’m not going to force
you to talk about it. If you say you’re good, I’ll trust you.”
She held his stare through the Imparter screen as she told him, “I’m
good.”
He nodded. “Just remember: the worrying thing you’re a master at?
I’m pretty good at it too. So . . . don’t forget about me, okay?”
There was a rawness to the plea that tugged on Sophie’s heart hard
enough to drag it into her throat.
“I won’t,” she promised. “I’ll check in tomorrow.”
• • •
Sophie waited up for Fitz as long as she could. But Sandor’s lesson had
seriously wiped her out, and her chat with Keefe drained her last bit of
energy. She could barely keep her eyes open by the time she decided to
call it a day and reach out to Silveny.
Since the monster still hadn’t fully settled, she was definitely going
to need help chasing away any nightmares. But when Silveny’s voice
filled her head, the friendly alicorn sounded far less exuberant than
usual.
In fact, her greeting sounded downright forced: Sophie! Friend! Hi!
What’s wrong? Sophie demanded.
Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!
I don’t believe you You sound exhausted.