Elara couldn't shake the feeling that something was off with Amara Lyselle. She tried focusing on the obstacle course in front of her, but her mind kept wandering back to the weird moment earlier when she'd seen Amara being dragged off by Felix. What the hell was that about?
Amara had looked like a lost puppy, and for a brief moment, Elara had almost almost felt bad for her. But then, the memory of Amara from her past life hit her like a freight train. The conniving, manipulative Amara who'd made her life a living hell, all to get closer to Eirik. I'm not falling for that again.
