Discreetly, she made her way to her parents room. This time, she out on a defence, her eyes searching the place.
Sure of no one in, she scampered to a scorner of the room, drew out a first aid box and treated the cut on her ankle.
Staring at the injury, she grew a little envious remembering Elsa would always heal when cut.
She was done in a jiffy and left the room. Not in the mood to either join in the party or head to her room, she crept out of the Lise quietly.
Stopping a taxi, she alighteed in front of a deserted road. Before she left, the driver stared worriedly at her, "Kid, are you sure you know where this is?"
Eva smiled bitterly. At her age, she wasn't supposed to know such s place but now, look at her.
She threw an appreciative look at the man, before saying, "I do sir
