Chapter Eighty

Lucian heads up the stairs, entering Soralina's room in search of her, only to come back empty handed. He frowns, wondering what is going on.

The is weird. Her friends said she didn't come to class today, but she isn't home either. Soralina isn't the kind to bunk classes, no matter how much crazy she gets.

Or did she finally decide to add this to the list too?

Walking out of her room and heading down stairs, Lucian almost bumps into Romeo, stopping in the last second.

"Oh there you are. I was going to come to you. Soralina she-"

Before he knows it, Romeo pulls his gun out of his pocket and aims it directly on his forehead, the metal feeling cold against his skin. Instantly, Lucian raises his hands up in surrender, eyes going wide out of surprise.

"Romeo! What the hell!?"

"Where is she?" Romeo hisses, making Lucian knit his eyebrows together. "Where is Soralina? Where is she!?"

The force of Romeo's words and the question itself has Lucian taking a step back, but Romeo is quicker and he