Nara
I open my eyes slowly and sit up. I'm in Kian's suite, wearing his oversized grey shirt and a pair of sweatpants that I don't recognize. I clamber out of bed and stagger, dizziness washing over me.
I make my way to the bathroom to pee and take a moment to inspect myself in the mirror. I look pale, and my eyes are sunken. I pull my hair into a bun and quietly leave the packhouse, hoping no one spots me. It's almost getting dark. My heart races as I head straight to the dungeons, knowing I'm about to commit an unforgivable crime.
There are plenty of guards, but all I need is permission from the men at the entrance to enter.
"Stop right there," one of the guards commands, and I oblige. "What do you want?"
"I was in charge of cleaning the offices last week, and I left my school bag,"
