- LILY -

I don't look back. I stride down the steps and out the door without even a glance over my shoulder to see if he follows.

He doesn't.

Only when I'm outside do I break into a run. My feet crunch over the gravel paths through the gardens. The cool night air whips at my face. I'm sure there are garden lamps out here somewhere, but no one bothered to turn them on tonight. My only light is that of the moon, but it's enough to get me across the ...