Nadia
Silence reigns for a second, then footsteps crunch on dirt. “Why don’t we get her in the car?” Tommy murmurs to Shay. “She can sit in the middle – have one of us as a buffer on either side.”
Shayne nods and loosens her arms. Together they guide me toward the car, helping me into the back seat. I work very hard to pull myself together as Shayne hops in on the other side and makes quick work of my buckle.
I glance up once, seeing Cole’s eyes in the rearview mirror, watching me, his expression tense and devastated.
I look away, not wanting to face him right now. Half because I don’t want him to see me cry – half because I’m…furious.
The jeep rumbles again through the woods, though the wind on my face is far less pleasant this time – every gust of it a slap on my cheeks. I lean aga
