CAROLINE'S POV
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His cruel, cool mask is once again in place as I step out into the courtyard, the sun immediately baking down on my head. My body feels heavy as my mind threatens to blink out its lights. I have yet to sleep, and I blame Lucian and Clara for it. They give little pieces of themselves only to retreat once more. It's suffocating to be stuck with possibilities, to have my thoughts flying left and right, bouncing off the inner walls of my mind. Clara has blocked me out, and Lucian...he just won't tell me what will happen if I speak about yesterday's incident.
It wasn't completely an accident. Some part of me wanted to hurt him, to wound him deeply as he did me, but I didn't want it to happen like that. I didn't want to physically hurt him like I've been hurt mere moments ea
