Chapter 22 Urges

• Leah’s POV
• When we got home, I couldn’t bear to wait for anyone to open the door for me. The moment the limousine rolled to a stop in front of the mansion, I pushed the door open myself. My hands trembled slightly as I did so, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to get inside, to escape, to be alone.
• Without sparing even a glance at the four sitting behind me, I stepped out and hurried toward the entrance of the mansion. My steps were quick, almost frantic.