*CLARISSA*
My index finger was on the trigger and I was about to press it down whilst aiming at Octavian when a loud gunshot echoed in the air.
I froze to bits.
Whirling around quickly, I saw Elysia behind me stiffened in her spot. There was an explicit look of terror on her face as blood saturated the front part of her white blouse.
Why is she here? Does she know I was the orchestrator of what went down this morning? Was she following me? Does she suspect me? I asked myself but couldn't find a plausible answer.
Octavian smartly used my distraction as an opportunity to escape, prompting me to cuss under my breath. While Elysia dropped to the floor, face flat.
I noticed movements emanating from various angles, so without further ado, I broke into a sprint.
My heart was pounding l
