518 HER HOPE

"There's a torch in the festival?" Hope asked while washing all the dirty plates after their dinner with Rossie, who was cleaning the table. All the men were in the living room while Sophia was preparing some cookies for them.

"Yes, there is. The festival will start when the torch is lit." Rossie put another dirty bowl in the sink. "You have never been in the festival, have you?" she stated.

"And I think, I'd never will." Hope pouted her lips, trying to act normal, which was hard to do if you lived surrounded by those supernatural creatures, who was able to sniff your lies.

Fortunately, they didn't pay attention to Hope and as long as she wouldn't do something strange, Hope thought she would be fine until she could execute her plan. Hopefully everything would be fine…