Liora’s POV
I can’t stay here waiting to find out what the hell is going on. I have to leave now.
The thought hit me like a slap, cutting through the fog in my head. My hands moved before my brain could catch up. I snatched the dirty bag from the table, shoved the last few things inside, and slung it over my shoulder. The strap dug into my skin, but I didn’t care. Every second I stayed in this rotting shack was another second closer to getting caught.
My heart was already hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. I cracked the door open just enough to peek outside. The woods looked darker than before, the trees like silent watchers waiting to betray me. I slipped out and pulled the door shut behind me with a soft click that sounded way too loud in the quiet.
The potion. Please, j
