VISIONS

She glanced at the window and her blood turned cold as she recognized one of the voices that was shouting the loudest in front of the inn. It was the voice of her adopted sister, Selina. She would recognize that voice anywhere after all, it had been responsible for a large percentage of her torment and bullying.

Emilia walked to the window with the covers still wrapped around her and gasped at the sight in front of her. Selina was being held back by King’s driver as she tried to escape him and climb up to get to

She could see her sister’s face contorted in anger as she yelled over the driver’s shoulder while he kept her away from the building. Emilia strained her ears to make out what she was yelling out angrily, but she could not. Instead, all she heard were muffled sounds.

A frown set on her face as she continued watching through the window. News had probably gotten around town that she was back. Perhaps the girl at the diner had recognized her after all, or maybe she had been seen