Ffion
What the holy hell was I doing?
The doubt hit me in a rush. I had been so eager to get out, to see him again that I hadn’t really thought about what I was doing. Letting a man, I didn’t know lead me away like a lamb to the slaughter. It wasn’t me. I didn’t trust people. It’s how I stayed alive.
My feet slowed and then stopped. Gabe didn’t notice at first. He took three steps, before he realised. Throwing a glance over his shoulder he frowned. “What’s wrong?”
I stood there, staring at him. What the hell was I doing? I should go home, try, and sneak back in although I already knew in my gut that my uncle already knew that I was gone. He was going to be furious. Anton and my brother would be tearing the city apart looking for me. What would they do if they found me with Gabe? Wo
