Victoria

I don't know for how long I stood rooted at the hall after Mr Rossi's exit. My head was spinning and going round in circles.

“What have I done?”

“What did I get myself into?”

“Why do I have such bad luck”.

I slid back to the floor with my hands on my head. I messed up, I thought.

“Yes, I know. He won't suspect a thing, trust me”.

My head snapped to the source of the voice. It was Sebastian. He seemed shocked at first to see ...