No, Blair was not helpless; she had never been. Even when the world tried to crush her under its heavy heel, even when love turned its back on her, even when the mountains seemed to be trembling beneath her feet, she didn't break. The car rolled to a stop, and Blair stepped out, her heels navigating against the hard gravel.
The city's outskirts were far different from the bustling city; clear skies, breathable air, and a fresh breeze swayed her hair to the side. She stood in front of a magnificent mansion. Its towering gates were imposing and frightening in a way, but she smiled tightly and held her shit together.
It was either now or never. She stepped towards the gates, grabbed the cold, hard metal with her fingers, and pushed them open. Inside, the environment was cold and unwelcoming. Echoes of her heel clicked on the marble floor, but no other sound could be heard.
