SELENA

As I stared at the colourful bungalow whose entrance was decorated with an artificial lawn and a slide that looked very tiny from where I was, I gripped the handle of the door. My eyes followed Damon as he approached an elderly woman that walked out of the building, followed by two children who looked eager to play.

“Should we ditch him?” Lucius’s stern voice reached my ears and as I whipped my head in his direction, my head danced to signify a negative response. “Why are you doing this?” he asked further.

Sighing hard, my head darted to the right again and I watched as Damon approached us,...