“When was your first shift?”
I get the feeling all my answers have been… unexpected. But since they’ve been answering my questions too, I push on.
“When you found me in the woods,” I say honestly. “That was the first time.”
Ezekiel blinks, visibly stunned. I rush to explain before he starts spiraling.
“I’ve always felt like… something was locked inside me. Like there was another part of me just under the surface. But I didn’t know what it was until two days ago.”
And now I’m just casually spilling secrets to a man I met yesterday. Great. Maybe it’s the food making me soft.
Still, I’m not a complete i***t. I’m giving crumbs, not the whole pie.
“Two nights ago was your first shift?” Ezekiel asks, cautious.
I nod. “Yeah. Why?”
Oliver jumps in, because apparently, that’s his thing. “M
