Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

A few days later, just like Esther had worried, her patience finally snapped. She and Fiona already had a meeting set, but with two days still to go, an uneasy panic began to crawl under her skin.

This couldn't be good.

Her instincts were rarely wrong—was something really about to go sideways this time?

Esther tried calling Fiona again and again. No answer. Each ring only made her more anxious.

Sure, the organization had sent her here, but no matter what, that promise she'd made to Fiona back on the island still stung like a splinter in her heart.

If Fiona couldn't keep her safe, then when Esther went back, the chip version of her would be released to the world-and she'd lose everything.

No way. She couldn't let that happen.

The more she thought about it, the more foolish she felt for agreeing so easily before. Now, she was completely cornered.

And with Fiona dodging her, Esther was running out of options.

"Miss Esther, would you like something to eat?" A voice called from the doorway.

on the coffee table. It was past 2 a.m. Who would bring her food at this

hadn't called for room

her phone and shoved it

running

floor. If she jumped, she'd be lucky to survive definitely wouldn't be walking

the shower,” she called out, stalling. Then she hurried

leg was

door lit up. She peeked out and

flying over to her

jump and risk it all,

She went with Fiona.

Fiona was safer than the

was waiting on the other side, steadying

her accusations, but swallowed them

you," she said

why Country M had sent her here. If Esther died,