Elouise’s POV
Outside it was a pleasant day for once despite the winter months coming through. The last leaves had fallen, no longer orange and yellow but a smooth brown riddled with holes for the setting sun to peak through. Downstairs I could imagine similar holes appearing in my curtains and pillows. The tension had made its way to the first floor where I resided alone in my room watching the outside world to block out the chaos taking place below me.
I knew I only had moments to memorise the colours of the sky before someone found me to sort out this mess as if I didn’t already know what was happening. As if I couldn’t hear it or feel the caution of my pack. As if I didn’t watch its cause being escorted into the building.
Today I was scared to meet him. I was even too scared to lo
