CHAPTER 9
Taya's P.O.V
(Becky)
The black car came in fast while making a loud crunching sound on the gravel. The quiet air felt thick with tension.
Ethan Munson moved in his seat at the same time giving off a feeling that was hard to explain—some mix of control and protectiveness. My heart raced in my chest as I turned to glance at him.
“Are you ready?” he asked with his voice quiet and gentle but firm.
“I—” I paused while feeling my breath stop. The pressure of what was coming hit me hard. “No not really.”
Ethan grinned with the sides of his mouth going up like he thought my doubt was funny.
“You don’t need to be” he said while already opening the door before I could reply. “Just go along with me.”
I walked outside and the cold hit me right away. I felt alert and I had to look ar
