Elena's POV
The library to the clock tower was a very long walk. My legs were down and my heart was light. The night air was somewhat chilly, and it felt my face, leaving my skin fresh. I didn’t mind the cold. I felt a warm fire within me, which began and spread out to my hands.
I continued thinking of the library. I remembered having my hand on my arm when Julian touched me. I still had the place where he had touched me. It felt warm and sweet. He knew I loved him. He could see it in my eyes. He didn’t walk away. He wished me to lead him away into the dark.
The school was at the boundary of the clock tower. It occupied a position close to the high trees in the wood. It was an extremely old structure of stone. No one went there anymore. It was as silent as a secret. I rounded the tower
