Chapter 72

• MOROCCO'S POV.
• I paced around continuously in the room, my arms tucked behind each other. Worry struck me while I heaved a loud breath, uncertain of what to do. I had been done with work two hours earlier, and it was eleven minutes past nine in the night, yet I had not heard another Ava or maria walking out of their room.
• It's been long; I had to be worried. And this: I was certain to have given them the pin and asked them to buy new clothes, yet none of them had moved an inch out of the room.