ANDREA'S POV
"Mara is alive!!" The bitchy voice screamed in my head.
"Maybe, it's still a rumour." I opposed, as the fear of it being true weighed down on my slim shoulders.
My heartbeat quickened it's pace as beads of perspiration settled on my forehead. I didn't know why I was disturbed about the rumour being true.
I was supposed to be agog with celebration at the rumor going round, but I wasn't. I felt bad for indirectly wishing another death.
The room suddenly became stuffy and I decided to go outside for a breath of fresh air.
The balcony was airy and enough to calm my frayed nerves and beating heart, but somehow, it didn't. My heart was still hammering against my chest as many conflicting thoughts settled on my already distorted mind.
My home — the palace suddenly became a com
