Erin's POV
The moment Rowan left, I retrieved the manilla envelope that Finnick had given me, breathing a sigh of relief when I found it just where I’d left it.
I walked into my own office, shutting, and locking the door behind me. In the off chance that Rowan decided to come back, I wasn't about to risk getting caught.
The air instantly felt different as I moved to sit down behind the desk. A trickle of unease began to settle in. Was I really going to go through with this? With everything?
Rowan and I have known each other since we were barely adults, navigating this f****d up existence we call life. We were wild, and carefree, falling in love almost immediately.
For me, Rowan was my savior. My parents were devoted to their religion, and I grew up feeling like there was something wr
