Chapter 47

• Elena
• Something was horribly wrong, I could explain it because I didn't truly understand it myself, intuition had never been one of my strong suits, but now the feeling that dread burned hard at the back of my throat washing away the anger and despair, inexplicably I found myself on my feet, treading through the halls that I'd sought solace from, the feelings within me grew from an itchy discomfort to something unbearable. I toppled to the ground just as strong arms reached out to catch me.
• "Elena." I hear Gulliver's worried voice float over to my ears. "What's going on? Are you alright?"