Rage makes me speechless, which is probably just as well. I'm torn between wanting to comfort Star and wanting desperately to find some red-headed fae and stomp their pointy-eared asses into oblivion. Star is crying but not making a sound now, its as if she has used up all the words she had in the telling. I rock her gently, rub her back, tell her I still care, that this changes nothing. I hear a noise and looking up, I see Raina standing at the door, her hand over her mouth and tears streaming down her face. Our eyes meet; the look of anguish on her face mirrors my own. I have no idea what to do, what to say to make things better...
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