Michael's POV
I kept staring at the woods waiting for something—anything.
Suddenly, dark silhouettes formed right behind the last line of trees.
My heartbeat fastened, but it slowed down when I saw who they were. It was the Redwood boy and some warriors.
Lloyd and the girl, Jessica, didn't come out, which was weird.
I pulled the drapes back in place before walking towards the bed and sitting down.
I crouched over, my hands above my head and my elbows on my thighs.
I wasn't sure what was happening to me, but I hated it.
Why was I thinking of her? Why couldn't I get her out of my head? Why was I worried about her safety?
A few days ago, I didn't care much about her, so what was going on?
A knock came to the door, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Come in," I muttered without even
