BELLE

I could hear my heart beating in my ears as I ran down the streets of Paris to where I hoped my mother lived. I couldn’t stop looking behind me, waiting for Grayson to come around the corner and chase after me. But he never came.

By a stroke of luck, I was able to slip into my mother’s building, and in very little time, I found myself standing in front of the door of her apartment. I knocked on the door quickly, hoping to God that someone would be home, otherwise this would all be for nothing.

“Just one second!” I heard someone shout from the other side...