Estella’s POV
We waited for twenty minutes for someone else to come.
The hall that had felt so full of hope a few minutes ago now seemed hollow, the echo of my footsteps mocking me with every turn I made while pacing. The others sat by the walls, looking bored and tense.
No one was coming.
So many people had agreed to join the club, to check the new facilities, but nobody had actually shown up. This had the Tribunal’s fingerprints all over it. I knew they had increased their pressure on those who associated with me even remotely, but I didn’t think so many would be scared of standing up for themselves.
They weren’t alone anymore. We could have been stronger together!
“They’re probably scared,” Bree said. “The Tribunal’s been spreading rumors that anyone who joins us will get black
