I NEED TO FIND HER

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW. Fear. Just four words, and one syllable; but still so powerful. I thought fear was what I’d felt when I realised, as a child, that my mother was no longer alive, and I was stuck with a parent like Eldric. Years after that, I thought fear was what I felt when I had to rush Sloane to the school’s infirmary. But now…..I think this is what fear truly feels like. The twist in your gut, the sudden dry feeling in your throat and tongue, the tremble of your hands, and legs…..hell, I felt hot and cold at the same fucking time. I’d run around the school for the seventh time, searching for Sloane. At the back of my mind, I already realised she wasn’t here… but for some reason, I wanted to cling onto some semblance of hope. I believed in the system of protection I had put in place at this school to safeguard the only other woman I loved fiercely. But as I slowed down on my seventh run, my chest heaving with pants as I hunched onto my knees, I had to accept one thing; Sloane