Aria POV
“What is this place?” I asked as Dane drove down a long gravel road. We’d turned off the main road five minutes ago, and it looked like we were just going deeper into the woods.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was taking me somewhere to kill me. But given that he’d spent the last three days supporting me through various breakdowns, then giving me clear, no-nonsense answers when I asked him questions, I was pretty sure that wasn’t the case.
Mostly.
“It’s the safest place I could find for you,” he answered. It was the first time he’d avoided giving me a straight answer, and the nerves I’d finally gotten settled flared back up again as if they’d been waiting for the opportunity to pounce.
We came around another curve, and a small guardhouse appeared. It stood beside a
