KIARA
"....to Kiara!"
I glanced at Cassy, puzzled. I'd been lost in thought. Therefore, I hadn't been listening to her before now. Two days had passed since the knife incident. But everything seemed to have gone back to normal.
Denzel was back on his feet, attending to the kingdom's affairs. Regardless of the fact that Cassy was yet to talk about her problems, I was hopeful that she wouldn't keep me waiting for too long. I hadn't encountered Wren since Keenan told me about her release.
Despite all of this, there was a strong sense of foreboding resting on me. The hair on the back of my neck stood stiff, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched by someone I couldn't see.
Every few minutes, I found myself glancing back for any signs of my invisible stalker. The knots in my
