Amelia
I ignored the email that came from Future House, replying only that we were very busy. That short response should have been enough for him to understand, but I know Liam too well. He’s stubborn and will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.
A few days have passed, the news about that event has been forgotten, and today I feel rather excited. Forgetting what happened before is something I must do. I’ll be visiting the preparation hall soon.
Jenny has informed me that today we’ll be watching several performances for evaluation.
The black fascinator is one of Phoenix’s trademarks. I deliberately wear it so others won’t see my face. I want to feel freer.
As I head toward the car, I see Jenny already waiting for me. We both get in.
“It might take quite a while, Miss,” she says
