Ivara's POV
If making mistakes and getting into trouble were a profession, I’d be its CEO.
“What's going on? Why do I keep returning to the same place over and over again?” I muttered as I ran as fast as my legs would allow, with my eyes scanning the area.
I stopped running when I couldn't breathe properly anymore. My chest rose and fell too fast. I was about to fall when I quickly held one of the trees for support.
My lips parted, and I fell to the floor, sitting right below the tree with my back resting on it.
My heart slammed against my ribs, desperate to escape, and I feared I might pass out.
After I jumped through the balcony, I had sustained a few scratches, cuts and, most of all, a broken limb, but still I ran like my life depended on it… maybe staggered.
I hadn't gone too fa
