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As I rode next to Liam, the only sound that broke the stillness between us was the steady beat of the horse's feet. The cold wind dug into my flesh. I could still feel my rage boiling beneath the surface every time I gave him a glance. I was still in shock that he had given me drugs. The one other person I felt I could trust. I clinched my hands, attempting to still the whirlwind of anger inside of me. The sun had just begun to rise in the early morning, casting lengthy shadows across the ground. There was no hint of warmth or comfort in the thin gray sky. "Where are we heading?" At last, I asked, sounding harsher than I intended to. Liam kept his gaze fixed on the dirt road in front of him, not on me. "To somewhere safe for you." Safe. Now that term felt so empty. When I understood wh