Chapter 103

Lyra

Keeping me locked up in that little cubicle they called a cell was like getting a camel to pass through the eye of a needle. It was simply impossible.

I scoffed as I watched the newscaster talk about my escape and how a reward has been placed for whoever could find me or give important information about my whereabouts.

Funny how Lola, the bitch whom I hated so much, was in this position a few months back. If only she'd stuck with the plan, Rowan would be mine and I ...