Chapter eleven

Awkwardly I stood there gaping at him, narrowing my eyes as I looked at him, he raised a question. "Is there something wrong?"

"Collins," I called the name stuttering on my feet, "what I'm I supposed to do now?" Fear crept through my spine and the sunlight erupted through the room. I brandished the necklace in my hands. I did my best to keep calm but my mind kept wandering to Collins. At some point, I realized I shouldn't have left without him that night, but I had no other option, is it that my stepmom is dead and my dad pressured him to bring me home?

"He's Romanov's prisoner." He said, giving me a stream of reminders; he had told me during summer he'll come to Vienna and find me, and then we'll go sightseeing. Did something go wrong? Andrea stared at me.

"Help me get him out." I pinned his hands pleadingly, knowing what I'm asking of him cannot be possible, he scowled at me and I bit my lips thinking through. With a plunged sensation, I realised Andrea was walking towards me, then