Phoebe
When the going gets tough, only the tough get going.
With those words, I navigated my way into the woods, alone at midnight.
The battle was getting tougher and tougher by the day. But I would never back off.
I was tough. And only the tough ones could survive.
Despite the scary sight in the woods, nothing would make me back off. Not even a monster with twelve heads.
I had started this journey alone and I would finish it successfully on my own.
A whine in my head followed by a protest rolled a light chuckle from my lips.
Kruella was jealous!
"Fine, we are together in this, jealous b***h," I snapped, a satisfying pur left her throat.
Sneaking out of the house never posed to be an issue, but for some strange reason, dad's presence hovered around the house, monitoring m
