I need to pretend as if I am in front of everyone. Otherwise, the Icehearts will begin torturing me themselves. I’m helping the humans plan their heist and I’m also trying to start a full-scale rebellion on my own. If anyone finds that out, I’m dead. One mistake, in anything I do, and I’m doomed. Sometimes, the pressure of all of that is so intense that I can barely breathe. But when I’m with Draven, that life and death threat is somehow gone. And I feel like I can breathe again.
