CLARA

I didn't know when a loud gasp escaped my lips. The men turned their attention towards the door and I quickly dashed back into the room, my mind racing up and down and thinking of how to escape the mess I just got myself into. Did I see what I wasn't supposed to? Would I be killed because of that? Surely they won't unalive me.

I held onto the piano, backing the door and trying to still my breath when I heard the door open.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

My breath hitched. Oh, dear Lord! I swallowed the huge lump that had gotten stuck...