“Here,” I told everyone as we entered a clearing. “We’ll camp here for the night and pick back up at first light.” I looked at Rose. “We’ll all stay together. We’re safer as a group.”
No one argued.
Finding a soft patch, we extinguished the torch and got as comfortable as we could. It had been a long, tiring day, but I couldn’t sleep. I kept switching between what I was going to say to Rose if I got another chance, and the thought of Brad and Rose together.
I had to admit, thinking about the two of them made me angry. Why did it, though? It wasn’t like any of us were virgins. It wasn’t even like Rose and I had made a commitment to each other.
No. I think the anger I felt was towards myself. I had made so many mistakes, here with Rose, and before. It is hard to forgive yourself.
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