Ash’s POV:
When Rosa says that, I feel my whole body go cold like someone’s drenched me in icy water. Peering at me with a fearful expression, I see her looking at me with a feeling of desperation lodged behind her fear and that causes me to relent. Sighing, I agree with her and promise not to tell Hunter that she’s down there when we swap over in the next couple of days. “Thank you,” She whispers, sincerity in her tone before she slumps down and sighs, looking up at the top. “You can go now, you know, I’m not going to die.” She looks at me sideways, her head tilted to the side and watching me with curiously light dark eyes. I smile and nod in her direction.
Leaving, I slip through the old wooden door, being as quiet as possible but wincing when I heard the deadbolt slam into its closed
