TWELVE

~Kezi

I returned to my room just in time. Sermon burst in five minutes later. 

“You’re up early,” she notices, as two woman wearing white face masks follow her in. The girl with the pale green eyes, sleek black hair pulled into a bun behind her head, is one of them. She’s the only one of Alden’s staff - aside from Sermon - that I still remember. “You’re dressed, even.”

I shrug nonchalantly, not saying anything. The last thing I want is for Sermon to become suspicious of my escape. The word would surely spread like wildfire. 

“You’ve taken a