I end up spending the night in the forest, climbing a tree and using my bag to tie myself to one of the branches so I don’t fall while I sleep.
As the first rays of light peek through the leaves, I jolt awake, stifling a scream as I wobble precariously, not remembering where I am, only the feeling of falling breaking through the haze of sleepiness.
My arms wrap around the branch instinctively as I stare down at the ground below me, trying to slow my heartrate as yesterday comes back to me. Caden missing, our guard dead, running for my life. The two men who were looking for a woman that I assume was me.
Unclipping the strap from the bag, I unwrap myself and reclip it again, slinging it over my shoulder before swinging my leg over the branch and starting the painful job of forcing my exha
