Elizabeth lay in Sawyer’s arms in the large bed she had woken up alone in that morning. It felt like they had been together for an eternity. Not just lying there together, but in general. The cabin was serene, and part of her wished they could stay there forever.
“You’re making it very difficult to get any writing done.”
“We still have the rest of the week. I want to go out again one night, but we can work the rest of the time. Or most of it.”
“I wish I could put everything back home on pause. I don’t want to think about the police, or Matt, or…”
“…Laura. I know. This book was a cool idea before someone you know went missing, of course it will be difficult to work on now. But we have to, for Laura.”
“And for you. I’m not losing you; we’ve both suffered enough.”
“Was Matt the only r
