Arabella's P.O.V
Thursday night was horrible and as a result the dates were moved to Saturday, i.e. today, instead. It was the first time in my life that I'd ever been truly scared of what could have happened.
Flo could have died, hell, she almost did. I couldn't even think about what would have happened if Hardin hadn't have run in after me.
There was no way I would have been able to have carried Flo and we both probably would have died.
Flo was still in the hospital buts he was recovering well. I saw her early this morning and she was her usually peppy self, trying to boost up my confidence for tonight.
Tonight, where I was hopefully going to have my first date.
I was appointed a new maid called Helga, but less than a couple of hours with her and I already hated her. I swear
