(Callan)
I walked back to my room, a tight feeling in my stomach. I could feel the tension in the air, and it only seemed to grow heavier the longer I was away from Naia. Nathan’s news about Lauren had me worried, but nothing mattered more right now than making sure she was safe.
When I opened the door, Naia was still sitting on the bed, looking around like she was trying to make herself at home. But I could see the unease still there in her eyes, the way she kept her body tense, ready to jump up at any second. I didn’t want that. I wanted her calm, safe, and far away from whatever was coming our way.
I closed the door behind me and went to sit next to her. She didn’t look at me right away. Her fingers were busy picking at the fabric on the sheets, and I could tell her mind was on a lot
