Chapter Eleven
Elizabeth smiled as she watched Ian sleeping soundly on the couch, his head resting against one of the couch’s arms while his feet dangled over the other end.
Come back to the compound with me. Elizabeth took a deep breath and sighed. Could she go with Ian?
She closed her eyes at the sudden dread that clutched her heart.
What should she do after this? She didn’t have any place to go, and she had no idea how to deal with the Guardians on her own.
She couldn’t run for the rest of her life.
She sighed softly. Would Ian’s offer still stand once the fog of his fever lifted? She wouldn’t blame him if he changed his mind. He had done more than enough for her already.
Ugh. She could probably ask those questions a few thousand times in different variations and she still wouldn
