...Darius POV...
After a bit of 'fun' in the closet, we made our way into town. Since we were going by car, the trip would take a few hours. We stopped for lunch before heading to the shop where I had first seen the oracle.
"I'm nervous." Wynter says, grabbing my hand.
"Why?" I ask.
"What if he doesn't tell us what we want to hear?"
"That could happen, but regardless of what happens, just know that nothing could ever make me stop loving you. We are in this together regardless of what he has to tell us." I say, raising our entwined hands up, to kiss her knuckles.
I watch as she smiles, then leans her head against my shoulder. I can hear her heartbeat relax, so I take that as a sign to continue forward. I squeeze her hand gently, as we make our way towards the store.
"Uh... Darius?"
