Genevieve:
“No, you have to finish this too,” he had comforted me a lot in the last two hours. I sat and complained about everything to him. I couldn’t believe I had poured my entire heart out to him. And then, after I was done, he grabbed his bag full of food that he had managed to gather from around and fed me with his own hands.
People used to call me a spoiled brat before, but right now, I was being a child. I was so hurt, and my lips kept quivering, but not once did Ron complain.
“Now, here is what we will do,” he uttered, bringing out his map. “We will first go here. This is where your mother rests.”
He pointed at a target he had marked on the map. I realized I might have taken a wrong turn during my walk because I was on the opposite side of where I was supposed to be.
“And onc
