Elena’s POV:
The night air was crisp as I swung my legs over the window sill, my fingers gripping the frame to steady myself. My heart pounded as I dropped down, landing softly on the damp grass. The house remained silent behind me, the faint glow of candlelight flickering behind curtained windows.
I pulled my cloak tighter around me and hurried toward the trees, my breath curling in the cold air. I walked slowly and carefully, I didn't want to make even the slightest noise.
Rachael was waiting by the large oak tree, arms crossed, her face twisted with worry. I had already sent a message across the morning I woke up. It would be safer to meet outside than in my room.
“You’re insane,” she hissed the moment I reached her. “What if they catch you?”
I shook my head, too overwhelmed
