Dahlia
"Make yourself comfortable." Hunter said as we arrived back at his camp. "I'm going to go find dinner."
I only nodded and made my way to the tent, curling up on top of the sleeping bag and fur blankets. And then I began to sob. My heart was broken on so many levels. Mourning the loss of my relationship with Toby, as fake as it was to him, it was real for me. Mourning the loss of my father, again. God, he must be turning over in his grave knowing I was dating his murderer. And mourning the loss of my life. My life belongs to Hunter now. And according to him, there was no way to escape this world. I let out a shuttering breath as the cold reality sunk in.
I didn't stop, couldn't stop crying. Not until sleep pulled me under hours later. Hunter was gone the whole time, thankfully. I
