Destiny's POV
I paced around my room, the sound of my flipflops slapping hard against the tiled floor. They weren't that loud, I was just being overly sensitive to everything around me, and why? Because I was worried. Worry couldn't be describe how I felt right now. If there was a word that exaggerated the concept of worry by a million times, then that would be the perfect word to describe my condition.
The tick tock of the clock on the wall was the only sound that filled the room and the more the seconds ticked by, the more my heart dropped to my feet. I was freaking out, and no matter how I tried to look at it, there was no silver lining to it. I snuck a glance at the clock. The timepiece was a beautiful one, it's outer body cast into the shape of a swan. If I didn't have bigger thing
