The whole journey towards an unknown location seemed to pass by with every tick and each fleeting movement of the car, yet Louisa didn't have any ounce of fear, even if she still kept her guard up. It wasn't against the dangerous man that she couldn't perceive no matter how she observed him, but a habit of hers that developed after being killed once.
From that very day when she was reborn into a new life, her wariness had always been alert, even if she looked calm and un-bothered in the outside, her mind was always alert and wary of her surrounding no matter how safe it might look. She couldn't believe in the words as 'there is no safe place as home' , if home had really been safe, then could she have been been stabbed by her trusted sister?
Certainly not
Louisa thought with a cold pier
