That night, Celeste crawled into her bed all by herself. While she knew that Rael was trying to be kind to Darius, someone that he knew she still cared about, but it was making her stomach churn. Imagining something happening to her ultimately because of her. Sure, he was helping Darius, but he was only doing it for her.
Pulling the blanket over her, she made herself small, curling into a ball. What would happen to her if Rael died? Ho would she live with herself? Was he warm? Was he able to sleep alright? The trek down the mountain shouldn’t take too long since they knew where they were going, but what if something happened? What if someone was hurt? Would he be alright if he was trapped out in the cold? Did they have enough rations? Did they even bring rations?
Her mind was spinning an
