Klaus stood under the moonlight as he stared up at Blake's window again. He couldn't help but worry about her all through the night. He couldn't even sleep a wink. He was up, pacing about as he tried to calm himself down. One thing was for sure. He was going to find the people who had done this to her and cut their heads off.
But now, what was more important to him was her safety and health. He so much wanted to know if she was alright.
Before the blink of an eye, he had reached the window sill as he pulled himself up. He gently knocked on the window, peering inside through the blurred glass.
He knocked again as he saw movement in the room. He was very close to calling out her name but he stopped. What if it wasn't her? What if it was Raya? Or worse, her father.
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