GILDA’S POV
I rushed out of my room that morning. I knew very well that Japheth had instructed the guards not to let her in, but there she was at the gate.
I was right, they wouldn’t let her in, so she had to stay outside and wait for me.
My legs felt heavy, and lifting them from the ground to walk toward her seemed like an enormous task. I hated that she was here; I hated that she even thought of me. I wanted my face erased from her memory. How hard could that be? Why couldn’t that request be granted?
I approached the gate, though not too close. I needed to keep my distance so she wouldn’t harm me.
Vera could be violent when she wanted to be, and I was trying to avoid that side of her.
“What do you want? And be fast about it. You know you’re not supposed to be here, I told you this
