Willow
The drive back from the airport is silent as I steal glances at Cami curled up in the seat beside me in the back of the taxi, her headphones in as she stares out the window at the passing scenery of the town I had once called home.
She hadn't spoken much since I picked her up from school, and it bothered me so much more than I let on.
Does she hate me for leaving her in an unfamiliar place?
With a resigned sigh, I reached a hand over and brushed a stray lock of dark hair back softly. She turns away from the window as my touch lingers on her before pushing her headphones off to the side.
"Are you mad at me?" I murmur, my tone almost pained as I hold her hypnotising gaze that mirrors mine.
She sighs softly before slowly shaking her head, and I blink in surprise, fully expecting
