Chapter Nineteen.
Esme's point of view.
His weirdly calming smoked vanilla scent followed me and still brought me some comfort as I slowly but very angrily walked his way. Following his scent and the low sound of ruckus in the distance I finally found myself standing Infront of a small lake. The late was honestly nothing special but at least it had water and the tractor was speaking the truth about coming to get some just not for me . I leaned against the tree for a few seconds , huffing and puffing with exhaustion but I played it off as anger just to save face .
The small but calming atmosphere around the lake just brought me some sense of calm as I tried to gain control of all the pain waves going through my body. The plush , green grass now covered by the shade of some weird pink tr
