Liam
I tightened my grip on her wrist, still gentle but firm. Why did she want to go into the forest? My head was spinning in the whirlwind of today’s events. Our fight last night had been on my mind all morning, then seeing my parents in the forest, then mentally preparing myself to bed Alana to stay with me only to get here and have her angry at me for not showing sooner. Was this some sort of trick? Surely things couldn’t be so easy. Quickly, I looked Alana over then scanned the tree line. I couldn’t trust anything lately, my paranoia reaching a new level as I found myself searching for the presence of one of the witches.
“Liam,” Alana brought me back, her hand coming up to rest on my cheek. My eyes met hers, softening under her gaze. “Are you coming?” She asked.
I thought for a mom
