Flora’s P.O.V

I needed to get out of here. I needed to be with Clay.

I paced around my room restlessly, unsure of what I was to do next.

No, it wasn’t that I was unsure of what I had to do next…it was more along the lines of how I was supposed to do it.

I found myself fiddling with my pendant unconsciously as I paced in front of the window. The last I had seen Clay, he had to flee because of Andre’s guards and I told him to return tonight. No matter what happens, I plan on keeping my promise.

**I have a lot to lose as...