Author's POV
Becca paced back and forth in the small room anxiously, her arms clasped firmly across her body. She glanced at the door every once in a while, hoping it would open.
It never did, however, that only made her angrier. What was happening outside, anyway? She hated being trapped in here.
Melissa, cross-legged on the bed, frowned. Her sister's behavior was starting to annoy her now. "Relax, Becca, you need to,"
"I cannot," Becca cried out, running her hand through her hair. "We have not heard anything since the curse was lifted."
Even Alice has nothing new to tell us. How do we even know if Christina's okay?"
Melissa bit her lip, exhaling. Alice was one of the Maids who worked here that they had befriended—she usually brought updates from whatever news she had gathered aroun
