Chapter Twenty-Eight
Theo
Hyde led the way this time, and despite suffocating concerns that we would, in fact, fail, my steps were steady beside his.
The vision of Stephanie rattled me more than I cared to admit, but I needed to focus on getting her out. I'd deal with begging for any forgiveness I might need later.
The path continued to smooth and refine, and once the last section passed under our feet, the inner demons stopped following.
Neither of us hesitated, and with one more step, we crossed the line.
The stark difference between the complete lack of sound at the gate compared to the cacophony of voices we'd been subjected to before was jarring. It left almost a whine in my ears, but we'd done it.
The massive, black, wrought-iron gate loomed in the near distance. As tall as a
