Take, for instance, how they'd always appeared to be so close on the surface. Flora had always been so loving and practically doted on her every word, so how could she have changed so suddenly on the day the apocalypse began?
She remembered the blade Flora Bloom had used on her right before she died. The memory was still fresh, the pain visceral. She hated Flora Bloom for her ruthlessness, but now, the thought that Flora had been reborn sent shudders through her very soul.
This feeling of being seen through, of being completely at someone else's mercy, made cold sweat prickle her back.
'If she was reborn with such hatred and she's really out there… the moment she sees me, I'm dead, aren't I?'
Belle Bloom had already wanted to leave Morhaven at once, and now, she felt she couldn't possibly stay a second longer.
