AMELIA
The next morning I realized that I was utterly wrong - it was going to be bad.
That realization came when I went down to have breakfast with the rest of the pack, followed by Erik. Most of them greeted me as usual, a half-mumbled "hi Amy" as they stuffed their mouths with food, but others remained silent, ignoring me completely - mainly those people I'd grown closer to in the last period, those who hated Erik and his mother and identified them as the reasons for the downfall of our pack.
But the worst blow came from my own family. While my parents greeted me with their usual warmth, my sister categorically ignored me, refusing to acknowledge my presence, and not by just keeping her gaze fixed on her own plate, but chatting amiably with May, our cousin, just as she did every mor
