Author's POV
The morning air was crisp as Christina stepped out of the pack house. This was her first time coming out since she got here, but she didn't have the energy to even admire her surroundings. All she could note was that the sun felt good on her skin.
Her nerves were already stretched thin. The maids had spent the entire night packing and fussing over her, and she hadn't gotten much sleep. As she made her way to the sleek black car waiting for her and Marcel, she noticed a movement in an alcove at the side of the house. It looked like someone was beckoning her forward.
Just as she reached the car door, her heart leaped as she realized who it was. Melissa was standing in the shadows, half-hidden by the morning light.
She hadn't seen her stepsisters in days and was starting to w
