|ADELINE’S POV|
I stared at the group, unsure of what to make of this. Each of them has a tattoo, well duh. That’s how we’re defined as fallen. One specific wing, no fallen has the same type of wing. And not all of them are birds. I saw the wing of a bat, so perhaps I’m not a weirdo for not really understanding my mark.
I stayed frozen to the spot, so Sierra came over to introduce me to the group. “Everyone, meet my friend Terry’s little sister, Adeline.”
“Hi.” I waved shyly. I didn’t like being on the spot, and they were scrutinizing me. Judging me for some reason, or perhaps it’s all in my head. I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the situation.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Barney.” A girl stepped forward after the silence went on, stretching far too long for it to not be awkward. “I’m a b
