Eliana’s POV
As soon as I stepped past the campus gate, the dreadful feeling in my chest became stronger than it ever was. Pulling my phone out, I sent a text to Annabelle to know where she was. She replied almost immediately. After reading the message, I shoved my phone back into my pocket. Although it was still early in the afternoon, the sun had already shied away, hiding behind a cloud. It stayed that way until I got to the entrance of the faculty building.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I almost didn’t hear the sound of a car pulling up a short distance away from me.
“Eliana,” a voice called out softly.
I turned my head, wondering who had such a tiny voice. In a split moment, I had a memory flash. That voice… Realization hit me at the same time that I turned to see Der
