Chapter 7
“Seriously? If this is some kind of weird joke, I’m never going to let myself forget it.”
Delmarre’s time with Augusten had come to an end shortly after her agreement that she would do what it was he was asking from her. It was like whatever magical tie that had made things seem so effortless in the conversation between two people from such drastically different walks of life had already begun to dissolve now that things had been decided.
She could feel it, and when she looked at Augusten, she was sure that he felt the same thing: it was the need to be away from each other. She had stayed only long enough to take down the information on where she should be going to begin the agreed-upon adventure and had then left with a sigh of relief and a promise to return when she had some
