~Hannah’s Point of View~
I’m nearly in a daze as I walk with Parker, unsure where we’re going or what I’m even doing. Scarlett left me, though I could probably find my way back to my room.
Hmm, no. Suddenly the idea of being stuck in those four walls seems suffocating. Sleeping outside you can see what’s coming, you hear it and smell it. Being stuck in a tiny room makes me feel like a sitting duck.
It’s likely twenty minutes from sunset and there’s a delicate calm once we’re in the trees. Parker holds his big warm hand in mine and for the first time since I can remember I feel … wanted? But not in the way Harrison wanted me. It’s not even close to the same thing.
Rogues absolutely don’t trust strangers, we don’t just blindly follow. But right now, my body just wants to go where he goe
