“I need air.” I said.
“You’re already outside.” He said.
I irgnored that and started walking toward the clearing near the lake anyway.
The grass crunched softly beneath my boots while the clubhouse noise faded behind me and darkness stretched across the woods in endless black waves beyond the floodlights.
The trees used to make me nervous and now they just felt familiar.
That realization should have bothered me more.
I stopped near the edge of the clearing while cold wind brushed through my hair and somewhere far off an owl called through the woods while the compound slowly settled behind me.
Then footsteps approaching quietly from behind. Drake. Of course.
He stopped beside me without speaking for a minute and stared into the trees with me while tension hung heavy in the s
