Bianca’s POV

I paced around the living room of the mansion, my steps not too heavy on the floor.

My thoughts were all over the place and I've been restless since I made the call.

She was on her way here already, and taking the route where she can be stopped.

I heard the soft footsteps from outside before I saw the guard at the door.

“Miss Calloway,” he said, his tone formal “Your guest has arrived.”

“Let her in.” I answered, exhaling slowly.

When she came ...