Flora’s P.O.V
“Flora!”
Daphne and Emma engulfed me into their arms as soon as I opened the door and let them into my room, a few hours after I came back from Andre’s office.
It was only a month since I had been away from them, but I had missed them dearly. They weren’t just my friends; they were my sisters and sisters always stuck together. No matter the secrets and the lies, they were family.
“I’m so glad you’re safe!” Emma told me as we pulled away. “Andre went half-mad when you went missing. He even got injured somehow an-”
“I know.” I told them. “Clay and I injured him when we escaped.”
“Oh God!” Daphne gasped. “Is that…are you injured?”
“What?” I looked down at my skirt, where Daphne had been pointing and found the splatter of blood on the peach colored material. I hadn't been in the right mind to change yet, so I was still wearing the dress from this morning. For an instant, my heart thrashed against my ribcage, before I remembered Malachi’s mental voice.