Genevieve:
It was so damn cold outside. The weather was bad, and I was only wearing a white silk dress. I didn’t understand why Monique thought wearing a silk dress, especially one that was so low-cut and short, was a good idea. I was freezing at this point.
My cheeks had turned red, and my lips were starting to get dry.
We had taken the car to the well alone. There was no guard or warrior with us. I’m not sure how good of an idea that was.
The driver had also been asked to park far away from the well.
"What now?" I asked Monique as we reached the well. I was rubbing my palms constantly to warm up my body at this point.
"Now we pray," she said, standing next to the well.
I joined her and frowned. "For what?" I asked.
"For the ancestors to give me enough power to finally end it all,
