Waverly sat at the dining room table, her plate covered in salmon and sweet potatoes. She took a bite as Sawyer watched her from the seat beside her. Every other night for the past few days, the pair had met for dinner to organize plans for the upcoming Lunar Eclipse. Despite being unable to rid herself of the conversation she and Christopher had almost a week prior, she still had not opened up to Sawyer regarding her concerns. Did he even know the type of death he would be facing if this didn't work? What if he didn't? Wouldn't it be better to not place that burden on him in this moment?
She looked back at him, searching his eyes for an answer, but there was nothing.
“How's the food?" he asked.
Waverly looked down at her food, picking up a piece of meat with her fork. “Every dinner
