*Celeste*
“I assume David doesn’t know about this since he’s not with you?” Robert asks me as we reach the woods.
“No,” I tell him. “No one does. Everyone is waiting for Molly to talk to him, but she’s injured too badly. We don’t have time to wait.”
He sighs and pushes his hand through his hair, just like his father always did when he was frustrated with me. It makes me smile.
“What?” he asks.
I shake my head, trying my best not to cry. “You just remind me so much of your father sometimes.”
“I know,” he says, offering his arm to escort me down the path. “How did you even arrange this?”
I smirk. “I sent a kid and had them cross the border with a note. He may not meet us, but it was the best idea I could come up with.”
“In the cave?”
“In the cave.”
We make our way through th
