Rhea excused herself from the clinic, unable to stay trapped inside the four corners of the tent.
She walked alone, pushing deep into the dark woods behind the camp.
Rhea looked down at her shaking hands in the dark. She didn't know what scared her more—the thought of losing her mind, or the dread that her real self was already slipping away into the freezing night.
A twig snapped in the shadows behind her.
She spun around, her body tensing as her fingers reached for her belt—then relaxed as Lucci stepped out from the trees.
"You followed me," she said.
"I always do," he replied softly, stopping a few feet away.
She wanted to smile, but her face felt numb. "I needed to get away. I needed to breathe. To think. Maybe scream."
Lucci walked up beside her, looking out into the foggy wo
