WENDY’S POV
The corridor outside the room felt suffocatingly. I knew it was only a matter of time before they caught me.
Think Wendy. Think!.
My heart raced and my pulse drummed loudly in my ears. I had a crazy idea just as I heard footsteps coming from the room. I knew someone was about to open the door.
I decided to open the door as well. That way, it wouldn’t look like I had something to hide.
I pushed the door open, timing it just as one of them might have reached for it, ensuring it wouldn’t appear suspicious. The motion was swift, practiced. But the moment I stepped inside, my heart nearly stopped.
I opened the door and I almost collided with her—Allison. Her eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, it felt like she could see straight through my looks. She looked at me as if
