After we left Florentine's mansion, I was still thinking about the prophecy. Now that we know why the other vampires wanted to destroy us, but then there was still some question in the back of my head. Like who ordered the undead to come after me? Were they working for the Underworld or someone else?
As we drove back to our school, I was too tired to even move. Octavia had to put an arm around my shoulders and she walked me to the secret entrance. I found my head fit the crook of her neck perfectly. We both are living impossible lives, but at least we have each other.
Then we came to the entrance of the secret passageway.
"Are you afraid?" Octavia suddenly said, looking sideways at me.
"About the prophecy?" I said. "A little."
"Don't be," she said and brushed my hair aside. "I won't l
