Chapter 40 : Did You Ever Think About Me At All?
Raquel’s POV
“What do you mean you can’t find him?” The crowd was getting restless behind the curtain, the poor gnomes doing their best to keep them calm, but even they were running out of time. The mascara Ahura had put on to make his eyes pop more against the deathly white of his powdery face, ran in messy dark streams down his face. “Why the fuck would he just up and leave in the middle of a performance!?”
“He has been…odd all day,” Philo said, while Phobos gave Ahura a handkerchief which he graciously accepted.