One hundred and twenty one

Sally's POV

After the stunt he pulled on me a few days ago, I kind of kept my distance from him and everyone. What else should I do? Organize a party. There are so many things going on in my head.

I couldn't even tell my best friend what was about to happen or was happening because of the mark he put on me, even though she heard a little bit about it from the sudden outburst. It's my fault but I've never approached this topic with her. Partly because I'm afraid she might be the one to die.

I'm scared. There's no doubt about that. So there's no point in telling him about what's bothering me anymore because he's decided to invade my personal space, including my head, without feeling the least bit guilty.

Over the past few days, he has done nothing but raid and snoop on my thoughts, which I find extremely annoying and extremely rude.

He asked a lot of questions like the mark my grandfather placed on me, my family, my childhood, my position as leader, the kidnapping, everything he found i