Alexandra
I am pacing impatiently around, biting the nail of my thumb. I pinch it harder than expected and flinch.
“Ouch. “
But then I continue doing it.
Opal is looking at me from the top shelf he’s perched on.
“I am not waiting for him,” I tell Opal as if the looks he’s been giving me are somehow accusatory. I hear Nathaniel’s voice from outside the door.
He speaks to the guards and one of them laughs. What’s with everyone laughing WITH Nathaniel? He is not that funny.
Maybe they are afraid that if they don’t laugh at what he says he will kill them too. I hear the press on the door handle and quickly rush toward the armchair. I stumble but manage to regain balance and flop in the armchair. Then I picked up the nearest book, one of the many, piled at the end of the table, hop
