When I leave the meeting room, Cleo takes me back to where I was originally supposed to be— my room. While we go, I tell Cleo about what I did.
"Brilliant plan," Cleo mutters quietly. "So, what now?"
"Honestly, I never thought I'd make it
this far," I mutter back.
"What?" he gives me an alarmed look. "So you just decided to move out without knowing what you actually intend to do?"
My mind goes back to the plan I thought of when I was in the meeting room. But... all of that feels so far away, so unreal.
"I wont need a plan if I end up dead." I say quietly.
We stop in front of my room— well, Sebastian's room. Mine is inside it.
"Elizabeth, listen to me," Cleo says, putting his hands on my shoulders "If anyone is capable of pulling this off, its you."
I roll my eyes. "Really?"
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