“I think I’ll head back to my tent,” I said while rising to my feet and brushing off my hands. “I’m feeling a little tired.”
Rylan looked up from the fire, his dark eyes searching mine. “You sure? You didn’t eat much.”
I gave him a small smile. “Yeah. Just need to lie down for a bit. Maybe I’ll feel better after some rest.”
He nodded slowly, though I saw a flicker of hesitation on his face. “Alright. If you need anything, just call me. Good night, Lisa.”
“Good night,” I murmured and turned away.
But instead of going straight to the tent, I slipped away into the trees.
I should have told him the truth. I should have said I was going to the river to freshen up, to wash off the dust of the journey and clear my head.
But I didn’t.
And maybe that was a big mistake.
The river was close.
