The hairs on the back of my neck stand and when Seth's arm wraps around me I jump a bit and turn to look at him with terrified eyes. He is just as tensed and uneasy, but the way he looks at me makes me understand he's willing to see where this goes, but the moment something does not feel right, we're out of the door in the next second. I agree, a bit reluctant and walk with him in the living room where everyone was chatting leisurely a bit too lost in their conversations to even notice us at first.
Across from the entrance, almost strategically sat to supervise the room, a familiar blonde and doe eyed woman sat with her legs closed, sipping from her tea politely while listening to what Polly had to say. When we enter, her eyes cut directly to us and settle on Seth first. The way she look
