An Unexpected Reaction
I stared at them, a bit dumbfounded.
People were hugging each other, crying, shaking as they clung to their neighbors.
Donal, the leader of this camp, clutched the paper I had given him and lowered his head. His broad shoulders trembled.
He was crying.
A massive man like that, silently sobbing, his frame shaking like a leaf—it was honestly a little unsettling.
Alex must have noticed my expression because he leaned in and whispered.
