Marie lay on her back, eyes fixed on the wall, as if it could pierce through it. Her chest rose and fell too fast, short, sharp breaths. Pain throbbed in her ribs. Fear sat heavier, like a stone on her lungs, she hadn't felt this way in weeks.
She had really come to hope for the best, her life was finally beginning to feel like a… life. Now, this!
The flowers were gone. Thrown away. But the word Sunita still burned inside her head, the hidden intentions of whoever sent it. The shadow at the gate. Ricardo.
What if more came? What if Din saw one?
He'd definitely ask questions. What if Claret found out?
Claret would destroy her if anything went wrong this time. Claret hated shame. Claret hated stains on the perfect Valenti picture. This would be a huge slam.
Marie’s fingers twisted the
