Nita
Nita waited nervously while glancing at the door every few seconds. Lia had asked if she wanted a room of her own rather than sharing with Vic, but the mere idea of that had made Nita uncomfortable.
What hadn’t though, was a hot shower, and for the first time in weeks, Nita felt truly clean. She ran her hand through her dark hair, enjoying how silky and smooth it felt. She missed feeling like this more than she’d realised while out in the woods.
The door creaked, and she looked up, anxious to see Vic again, even if it had only been an hour or two. She’d been talking with Lia, and had found herself surprisingly at ease around the woman, almost to the point of feeling like she was family. Which she kind of guessed they were at the moment.
He stepped into the room, looking a little w
