LEILA'S POV
My phone beeped. I slowly straightened. I had been reading for about a couple of hours now. I got to my feet, marked my place in the book. Ruelle hadn't once interrupted me though I was sure that she was in the house. I unlocked my door, listened stepped into the living room. Ruelle, her back to me, was poring over a magazine. I was still getting used to the fact that she now mostly left me alone. For that, I was thankful. I picked up my phone, read the message.
'Don't forget... 7p.m,' it read.
A lips curved into a smile as I typed a reply to Gale's message.
'Where are we going?'
'Always curious. Fine. I'll give you a clue.'
I waited for some moments, then he sent an emoji of a rose flower.
'Your clue is not very helpful,' I replied.
'Tick tock, Leila, tick tock.'
