"I think its time we go back home", my voice gravelly to mine own ears.
I raised my head from his shoulder and looked at him.
"Are you sure?"
I let out a breath, my mind turning chaotic again at the prospect of facing Dad.
"I don't really have a choice"
His hand wrapped around mine, "You saved his life... don't ever feel guilty about that"
I tried to smile but I couldn't so I just nodded my head.
"OK"
We got up from the ground and dusted ourselves.
Tristan reached for my hand and we walked down the forest together.
I think he was being so protective to support me and I couldn't help but feel grateful to the universe for showing him to my life.
I tightened my hand on his as we walked down a slope and reached the bike.
"Buckle up"
He gave me my helmet and I fastened it, mounting
