036 Unable to extricate oneself (Top Recommendation PK, please collect!)

Could he be here?

Forsythia Brown got up from bed, tiptoed to the window, quietly pulled back the curtain and looked towards the yard.

Outside the courtyard, an all too familiar Lykan car had its headlights on, and the rain sprinkled over the vehicle like a veil.

He really was here.

Immediately after, her phone rang with another text message. Forsythia checked it: "Three minutes, and I'm coming up!"

Damn!

She figured it might be because she had left her bedside lamp on when she went to sleep. Even if the light was dim and the curtains were thick, on this bleak, rainy night it was unavoidable that someone would spot her. So, he knew for sure she was there. If she claimed her phone was on silent and didn't hear the text, knowing his stubborn character...

Forsythia quickly changed her clothes, put on her shoes, and hurried downstairs with a 'thud, thud, thud'.