Violet's P.O.V
Standing up at the top of my balcony, I could feel the cold wind touch my damp face and skin from the trickling rain. I know I can catch a cold by doing this but I can't help and just let myself go once in a while so I can feel free. Raising both of my hands up at the cold evening sky. The small drops of rain started to form into a full-on storm.
I closed my eyes and just felt the water flow from my hand, down to my arms, and onto my breast. Contemplating Draca's proposal if it was really right to take his offer. There was no loss from me except for the slight chance he'll use the proposal itself as a form of blackmail to tie me down or
