Willow looks back without hesitation. "We will leave tonight."
I looked back with wide eyes. "What do you mean?"
"We will leave tonight," she said. "No one will know. I will make sure to mask our scent. Pack a bag. But play dumb when someone comes in."
I nodded; I needed to get out of here.
I looked in the wardrobe; a black rucksack was on the floor next to some shoes.
I placed some clothes and a few essentials into the bag; I left the bag by the wardrobe door.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
I ran to the bathroom to freshen up to hide the fact I was crying just before the door opened.
"Brooke," called out Daisy. I could feel her anger and sadness sweeping into the room.
I washed my face and headed back to the door, and Daisy stood by the notebook I was sketching in, look
