Chapter 84

Flora's POV

I paced my villa like a caged animal, my manicured nails digging into my palms. The silence of the place gnawed at my nerves, every tick of the wall clock reminding me that the hours were slipping by and I had no control over them. Nicolas hadn't returned, Edenvale though closed for now was still buzzing with rumors of Sally's gruesome death, as reporters flooded the gates, and worse, Viona had vanished into thin air.

My phone burned in my hand as I scrolled through my ...