Chapter 049
Emilia's POV
On the way, we didn't talk much. The road was hushed, as if the wind was afraid to follow us. Behind it, the city lights dimmed as darkness and trees engulfed them. Jonas drove as if he were pursuing us, and perhaps he was. My thoughts were louder than the engine as I gazed out the window.
Are we secure now? Or are we just going into hiding until everything starts anew?
In the backseat, Niklas sat next to me, leaning his head against the window. He still had blood on his shirt, not fresh, but enough to make my heart race every time I saw it. I wanted to grab his hand, hold it, and say something that would help. However, I didn't. I struggled to find the right words.
The vehicle came to a stop. Jonas turned and nodded briefly at us. "We're present."
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