#Chapter 166- Relieved or Worried?

Fiona I run. Nothing is more important right now than getting to Isla’s car. My feet pound against the driveway as I lock my sights on Isla’s car just beyond the gate. There’s nothing else. It all fades away, leaving me and the gate and the car. I don’t look back, not at the house and not at him. I let my sole focus narrow down to what’s important. Freedom. “Fiona!” Isla jumps out of the car and runs to the gate, her hands wrapping around the black iron. “Come on! I’ll get you out of here!” “Wait! You can’t—” The guard freezes for a moment before he disappears and the gate creeks. Shock races through my body, but I don’t stop. I don’t let it hold me back. Instead, I let it fuel me to run faster, until I’m nearly stumbling over myself to get into Isla’s car. “Go, now!” I order, not wanting my luck to run out. I’m not sure what Ethan is doing or why he decided to let me go, but he did. The horrified, wide-eyed expression on Ethan’s face as I screamed at him