Reyna

"Reyna? It's three in the morning? Has something happened?" Hazel asked me sleepily on the other end of the line.

"I'm leaving," I said, dead serious.

I heard the rustling of blankets and could just imagine her sitting wide awake in bed. I smiled. "But... School? What about Cassian? Where are you going? What happened? Are you already on the way? Are you-"

"Come down!" I interrupted her angry stutter.

I tugged nervously at one of the straps on my backpack. "Yes, I'm already on the way. I don't know where I want to go. Ideally to the southern packs. Maybe to the beach. Who knows, maybe I'll leave...