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Ciara slowly opened her eyes just as the clock ticked midnight. She pushed off the duvet and sat up. For hours, she'd been pretending to be asleep. Scar had checked on her a few times and made calls to Ghost, saying she was sleeping.

That only meant one thing — Ghost wasn't home yet. This was another chance to carry out her plans. Her plans to escape.

She left the bed and slowly unlocked her door. She tiptoed to the living room and it was also empty. Her heart did a flip.

Two steps to the exit, and she felt a presence behind her. She spun around and Scar was standing at the kitchen door with a mug.

"Going somewhere?"

"No." Ciara was quick to get into the act. "No. I was just looking for you." She was instantly all smiles. The kind she's been fooling him with lately.

"Here I am." He smiled back. "Wanna join me for a quick chat?" He gestured at the kitchen.

"Sure." Ciara nodded, nervous as fuck. She joined him in the kitchen and settled on the stool.

"Uh…Ghost isn't returning ton