Chapter Seventeen
Running through the forest, Emily felt her breathing settle into a steady rhythm—one that she knew would enable her to keep the pace for the next few miles. To her relief, the strappy sandals Zaron had given her sat snugly on her feet, without even a hint of the rubbing discomfort one normally expected with such footwear.
Though the last two years had been tough, with her job consuming nearly all of her waking hours, Emily had usually managed to sneak in a five-mile run every couple of days. It didn’t compare to the rigorous fitness regimen she’d had in college, but it was better than turning into a complete couch potato—and she was extremely grateful for those runs now. She could feel her muscles warming up and stretching, her lungs working easily, and she knew she wou
