Lavinia finished the last bites of her steak, now in another place.
Memories ran threw her head faster than before, it was like a dream, unable to wake up or realise she was dreaming. Her mind raced through events, leading up to the one word and the searing pain. Freak...
Lavinia jolted back to reality with a small gasp, her ears flicking back and her eyes wide for a moment. There was no more steak on her plate, and all of a sudden she felt incredibly fragile, cold, and unsafe in this unfamiliar place...
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
