Between Despair and Hope (The Divine Between, #2)

by Jess Wisecup

“Stop, Mama. That’s getting annoying.” Cautiously, I sat up straighter. I hadn’t meant to upset her. Her frustration felt almost like a slap. We’d had such a lovely day together, and I didn’t want to ruin it. Her features softened as she looked over at me. “This is about Papa and how horrible he is. Was. Not about the mistakes you made. You keep doing that. You keep making it about how you messed up. It’s not all about you.”

“It’s not a true fight, though. Dewalt was antagonizing him on purpose.” “Does it look like it matters?” she asked, nodding at the two men as Rain pulled Dewalt to the ground by his hair. “It should,” I mumbled. “Men are not bright, Your Majesty.”

“I’m mad that I’m mad. Does that make any gods damn sense?”

“I’m sorry I hit you, Dewalt.” “What was that?” I had to cover a laugh with a cough as Dewalt called Rain out for speaking in barely audible tones. “May Hanwen shit on you,” Rain murmured under his breath,