She walked to the window and moved the obstructions aside.
She slid open the window and looked down. A cool breeze rushed against her face, lifting strands of her hair.
This was an old-fashioned villa, with each story being about 3.5 meters high.
But from her current vantage point, it looked like a drop of over ten meters.
'If I jump, I should be okay, right?'
She was already a little afraid of heights, and sitting on the windowsill looking down made her feel dizzy and faint.
'I should be fine!'
Georgia Thorne waited with all the patience she could muster for everyone in the Thorne Family to go to sleep.
She waited until ten o'clock. Besides Amanda Thorne, who hadn't returned, everyone else in the family should have gone to their rooms.
Amanda Thorne was always late coming home, and it was possible she wouldn't come back at all.
Seeing the time, Georgia Thorne climbed back onto the windowsill, slid the window open, and sat on the ledge.
