ELLA'S POV
I stuffed the last bit of clothing inside my mini luggage before I closed it shut. My eyes drifted to Liya, sitting by the dresser, her gaze heavy on me.
“Aren't you gonna pack?” I folded another blanket into the luggage, avoiding her gaze. “Felix hates waiting.”
Liya scoffed. “Like I really care,”
I put aside the luggage and slouched down on my bed. “I think we should concentrate on having a swell time,” I said, after a purposeful, time pause. It was best we concentrate on something, the fair part of it. That way, it would be easier to go by each day. “We're spending the weekend at the mountain. We'll be back before you know it.” I added, in a bid to cheer her up.
“I have a bad feeling about this,” she said in one breath.
I perked my head to the side. “How'd you mean?”
