Rachel's POV

As I shut my eyes, the sounds of the wind blowing on the windpipes I placed at the corner of my window became more prominent, the sound of the road, which was meters from here, but I could still hear it.

My chest heaved up and down simultaneously as I forced myself to only think of those sounds and nothing more.

Three days ago, my parents came to Ethan's mansion and demanded I leave with them, and since then, I have been in Nielson's mansion.

But that was three fucking days ago!

When the first day passed, I was like... Maybe Olivia took harder to catch, that's why...