The dimly lit room cast shadows that danced around Alicia, adding to her growing anxiety. She felt like a trapped animal, waiting for its predator to pounce.
The only source of light was from the moon, its eerie glow seeping through the dusty windows.
Alicia's mind raced with negative thoughts. 'Why did Edward want to meet here, in this cabin in the middle of nowhere? Was he trying to get rid of me, like he did with Beatrice?'
She thought to herself as the memory of how easily he wanted to dispose of Beatrice sent shivers down her spine.
She clutched the hilt of her dagger, the only protection she had brought with her. Even though she and Edward were once in love, she knew better than to trust him completely.
After all, she had exposed all his crimes to her family, and he knew it.
