I gazed at the pack house and noticed Dennis staring at me through the window of his office. I had no intention of hiding anything from him, but I wished it was me who informed him about the conversation. However, Dennis smiled at me and resumed his work. Though he couldn't hear me, I appreciated the distance between us.
"I hope you're feeling okay. You seemed to have gotten unsteady out of nowhere," Demetrius asked, steadying me.
"Yes, I'm fine. It was Dennis. He knows you're here trying to talk me into going with you."
"And?"
"He said he would support me with whatever I decide," I replied.
"That should relieve you of all regret for coming with us," Demetrius said happily.
"Just shows me that he is a better person."
He laughed angrily. "It is incorrect of you to assume that wanting
