Dane
When we got to my family's living quarters, Tamara immediately started acting shy and skeptical about being there. I tried to ask if everything was okay, but the only response I got was, "I can't do this," then she sprinted out the front door.
I chased after her, but she ran so fast, there was no catching up to her. Instantly, my heart ached for her to come back, but she didn't.
I followed her sweet scent all the way to the library, where I found Tamara sitting in a dark corner. She had her forearms resting on top of her knees, and her forehead was resting on her arms. Her shoulders were shaking a little, and I knew she was crying again.
Slowly, I walked over to Tamara, then I knelt down and soothingly rubbed her back, as I timidly asked, "Why did you run away
