Amber’s POV.
"Can I ask you a question?" I asked Jonathan.
We had been walking in silence for the past ten minutes, and I just couldn't hold myself back anymore. I was curious to know why he had brought me out here this early in the morning.
"Sure," he replied with a shrug.
"What are we doing out here?"
He chuckled, "you don't have to be afraid, I don't bite."
"I know that, that's why I asked that question." He sighed and turned to face me properly.
"Remember that I told you that we found your family, and they are on their way here?" He suddenly sounded too serious, and that made me uncomfortable. The thought that something might have happened to them occupied my mind.
"What about them?" I asked, already on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
"My men encountered some sort of delay,
