Astrid
I felt like such a coward as I ran from Tristan's office. I made the first move, I was to blame for the situation. Yet here I was, panic stricken, and leaving him to deal with the consequences. I messed everything up for him. He was going to have to answer for my mistake and he was doing it willingly.
I was so grateful that he had let me leave, but that only made the guilt stronger.
I didn't even consider calling for a ride. I needed time to calm myself before I got back to the packhouse, and walking was the only way I could think to do that.
By the time I got to the packhouse, I was still spiraling. I couldn't let dad see me like this. He would demand to know what happened and there was no way I could explain it away.
So instead, I picked up pace and ran past the house towa
