Amelia
I stay immobile on the ground while Ava cackles above me. My eyes are locked with whoever is hiding under the bench behind Ava.
I quickly take in her sallow cheeks and the paralyzing fear in her eyes as she stares me down pleadingly.
I avert my gaze, staring at the ground beneath me as the raw egg drips off my face, plopping onto the marble. Ava’s laugh cuts short abruptly, and I look up at her, worried that she’s found the girl, too. But Ava just stares me down.
“Clean this mess up. Now. If it’s not cleaned up in five minutes when I return with the guards, I’ll inform them you’re causing problems.”
She stalks off, and my mind races. I want to help the girl under the bench, but I also don’t want to get taken away by the guards again. And I definitely don’t want guards coming i
