Olivia's POV

The moon was beautiful. The bright white ball hung low and cast its mystical glow on the ground below. It was so low that I almost felt that I could reach out and just touch it if I tried.

I exhaled. I was supposed to go training this evening with Sephora. I was nervous. I had never done this before.

I closed my eyes and felt my skin being bathed by the glow. In the silence of my mind, I could hear Nima howling, calling out for freedom.

There she was. So she was ...