Lara’s POV
I stormed through the castle walls, frustration pulsating through my veins. The echo of my footsteps resonated in the empty corridors as I reached my room, determined to pack my belongings and escape the suffocating atmosphere. My father went too far, I don’t think I deserved what such punishment and i did nothing wrong.
With a forceful yank, I dragged a box from under my bed and began throwing my favorite jeans and T-shirt clothes into it.
Anger fueled my actions as I shoved the fabric into the box, resenting the fact that my father wanted to punish me.
The door burst open, and Adam stormed in, his eyes widening as he witnessed my chaotic packing. "Hey, calm down," he urged, concern etched across his face.
Ignoring him, I continued my frenzied task. His words were a dis
