{Violet’s POV}
Okay, so this morning had been the strangest morning of my life! It all started with a knock and a voice.
Shamira had come to see me. Not Liam but me. And as if that wasn’t confusing enough she had ended our dialogue with the words, “Go get that guy”.
I had packed my bags, gone to kiss my mum goodbye, stopped by nurse Becca’s ward to tell her of my returning home, and now I was strolling towards my car in the Parking lot but all my mind had been entertaining was Shamira’s words.
Hell must have frozen over as there was no way Shamira Glasshouse would have said those words to me in normal world order.
I tugged my bags up on my shoulders and heaved from the struggle but I continued walking.
You remember my bags, don’t you?
—the four black escape bags? Yeah. I was return
