104
Emily Monroe
My heart palpitated as I walked through the dimly lit hall. The warden had not said anything about who I was meeting with. I feared it was that damn agent Bratt again. No doubt he’s come for information I didn’t have.
The warden stopped abruptly at a door. I noticed we were in a different place entirely as the door didn’t look familiar.
“Get in,” he ordered as he opened the door for me. I stepped into the room and froze.
Stiles was standing in front of me, a smile on his face with his hands tucked cooly in his pockets.
I hesitated to move forward but he made the decision for us by drawing me in for a hug. He held me close, his nose in my hair as he breathed me in.
I shuddered in his arms and after a while I couldn’t help sniff that escaped my lips, my tears land
