It was a busy day tying up loose ends and now I'm in my room, after dinner, burning my last letter I received from Killian.
I love you. See you soon.
I dress in warm clothes and sit in the armchair with my book about Northern pack society. It would be horrible if I fell asleep and missed the escape time. The only part I'm doing myself is getting to the front door of the apartment.
At 1 am, I put the book down and grab my coat and hat. I hold my boots in my hands so I can walk quietly in my socks. I heard both of my parents go to sleep a few hours ago, so I'm not worried about this first part, but I'm still taking every precaution. I walk quietly to the front door, with only the moonlight coming through the window to provide light.
I knock lightly on the door and immediately it's opene
