Destiny's POV
It had been days since I left my room, days since I last saw the outside world, and I wasn't sure I was okay with it. A huge part of me wanted to move, at least leave the four corners of my room, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so. Day in and day out, my paranoia worsened and there was nothing I could do about it.
The rational thing to do would be to run from whatever was making me feel scared and out of place, but there was no way I could. No matter where I ran to, it was evident I couldn't outrun him, and doing that would only cost me my life.
I was talking about Fredrick. He was the one I couldn't outrun.
After overhearing their conversation in the study the last couple of days, I couldn't bring myself to move. Fredrick's words rang painfully in my ears.
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