#Chapter 225: Pulling the Rug

Moana I woke up after a night of dreamless sleep to the sound of someone rushing around the room. When I cracked open my eyes, I saw Edrick pacing back and forth. He had a pile of shirts in his hand, and I watched in a state of shock as he walked over to a suitcase and quickly shoved the shirts inside. “What are you doing?” I asked, sitting up. Edrick didn’t even look up at me. “We have to go,” was all he said. My eyes widened. “Go where?” “We’re going back to the mountain estate for real this time.” As Edrick spoke, I felt my heart sink. My limbs still felt too heavy from the sleeping meds to move quickly, and as I threw the covers off and swung my limp legs over the edge of the bed, it felt as though I was moving through a thick mud. “Why?” I asked. “You didn’t mention that we would be leaving before. Was it because of last night?” Edrick didn’t answer. I watched with wide eyes as he stuffed more clothes into his suitcase. “Come help me zip this up?” h