Chapter 214

Cecilia's pov After walking for a while, we could hear footsteps again--faint, but coming from both directions. My heart kicked into overdrive. I glanced at the rooms lining the corridor, spaced every few yards. A desperate plan snapped into place. We were out of time. We had nothing to lose. As the women ahead passed one of the doors, I grabbed the handle. To my surprise, it turned. Without hesitation, I pulled Harper inside. Yvonne and Luna Dora followed immediately. The Real VIP hesitated in the hallway, frozen. I looked at her--but didn't wait. I moved to shut the door. If she couldn't decide whether to trust me by now, that wasn't my problem. "Wait--!" she cried. At the last second, she lunged forward and stumbled through the doorway. I slammed the door behind her and locked it. Harper and Yvonne didn't need instructions--they dragged a velvet sofa across the floor and wedged it up against the door. Outside, voices erupted. "What happened?" "Are you in there?" "Open up!" The Real