Sage POV
While driving out of state, Zane's fingers slid up and down my arm as we headed to our arranged location to strategize.
As I gazed out of the window, I felt like a child witnessing something new. Although my memories are back, I have been confined to the city for so long that it was pleasant to see something different finally.
Zane's fingers stopped when he reached for my wrist. The cuffs Kendric put me in burned my skin, which has yet to heal fully. Even though Zane rescued me and the pain went away, the iron may have left me with permanent scars. Zane lifted my wrist and brushed his lips against my skin. I could tell he was upset and blamed himself for what happened to me.
“It’s not your fault,” I whispered as I placed my hand on his.
I’ve always been good at escaping Kend
