A friend in need.
Hunter thought the best thing to do was go away for a while. A friend of his had this cabin away from here where they could hide out. Willow had to arrange things as best she could. Hunter had been impossible, stalking her every footstep. He didn't rest, if they didn't go away soon he would probably drop from exhaustion. The whole thing was driving her crazy. Hunter guarded her like porcelain china. She felt like screaming out loud. She packed her art supplies and asked for the millionth time, if this was the right thing to do. Hunter just looked at her and she took that as her answer. Something felt wrong about it though. An odd twisting sensation in her gut, she was finding hard to ignore. As though they were walking towards trouble not away from it. Hunter took her to the cabin in
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