~Orion's POV~
The wind picked up speed in the distance as the cloud overhead darkened, signifying the telltale signs of an incoming rain which was strange because we're supposed to be slipping into summer now.
Summer, not winter!
However, while everyone scampered about for shelter, and the guards by the gates drew out their makeshift shelters, I didn't. Instead, I stood at the top of the fortress, sighing quietly as I looked up into the darkened sky, and hell, all I could think about was Dahlia.
All I could think about was how much I 'missed' her presence, how much my daughter missed her friends, how she may be under this unfriendly weather, and how all of these could have been easily avoided if I had done something to help her while she'd been around.
Sometimes, I also couldn't help but worry that she hadn't left on her own accord, but that something must've forced her to— that thing being Jennifer.
But if this is true, then what had Jennifer done this time?