CHAPTER 47

  Jasmine

  With the rage still boiling inside of me, I headed back to the room.

  I could already see the night was advancing, with the darkness and the silence of it, it was bringing another thing too and that was the unpredictable effects and predicaments of the blood-moon.

  Finding the door slightly open and not the way I had left it to rise skepticism within me for some reason but disregarding the warning sign, I entered the room, and soon as I was inside the most unanticipated view of the day unfolded in front of me.

  Fiona stood in the middle of the room, looking bewildered and perplexed with my dress, and the comb I use in her hands.

  She widened in surprise as though she had not expected me right now, and her hidden agenda did not remain hidden anymore as before she could even finish what she wanted to do my sudden arrival had turned into a big obstacle in the path or maybe completely shut the path.