Third-Person POV
Now it is already eight o'clock in the evening. Emily prepares the things she will need for escaping. She can't stop worrying about George. She doesn't know why she needs to worry about him but she knows that she loves him and she doesn't want George to be hurt. While preparing, she heard someone knock on her door. She felt nervous and immediately hid her bag.
"Come in," she said. She sat on her bed as she watched the door opened by Philip Dela Torre, her grandfather. Emily was frozen, and she didn't know what to do. It was the third time she saw her grandfather. Philip came in and he didn't close the door.
"How are you? I've heard that you couldn't shift into your hybrid form. Why did you decide to do that?" her grandfather asked. She looked away before she answered.
