#Chapter 80: Best Laid Plans

Aurora POV After Gianna’s breathing grows long and deep beside me, I slip out from under the covers and squat down next to the bed. Retrieving my bag from where I’d quickly kicked it under the bed after my breakdown in front of the guards, my fingers part the zipper and the seam along the inside of it. My heart races as I glance over my shoulder at the door, making sure it’s still closed shut, before taking the phone out and powering it on. The tiny screen flickers to life, dim enough that it doesn’t wake Gianna. As soon as the home screen loads, a text notification pops up with Stefano’s number. I’m trying to trace this phone number to find your location, but it isn’t registered in Mexico. Where did you get it from? Do you know your address? A part of me is tempted to rat Camilla out for giving me the phone but then again, it’s not like she’s personally responsible for any of this mess Gianna and I found ourselves in. All she did was provide the opportunity to escape.