HOURS LATER, THE GROUP reached the end of the tunnel. They made one stop on the way at Dweegen’s home, where he quickly introduced his family, then led them on in the right direction. His wife was a bit nervous when she saw the blood on Oren’s head, but her husband assured her everyone was well.
Nahtaia refused to look Oren in the eyes. How could he have done something so cold and heartless to her? Just when positive thoughts about him were finding their way into her mind after hating him for so long, too. Now he was as far away as any unimportant thought. Or so she told herself. Until that death stunt of his, she thought she hated him with every fiber of her being. Now she was utterly confused. New feelings at the thought of his death arose, but they didn’t make any sense. Maybe it was j
