The cold air of the dungeon followed me out even though we were finally out of there. Griffin walked ahead of me his back straight and stiff. The silence between us was heavy.
l knew it was my fault. Every step we took was difficult because it remained me of what happened in the dungeon.
How I refused to answer Griffin’s questions. My mind replayed his voice, filled with confusion and hurt, and my own stubborn silence.
He must be feeling terrible but right now I had nothing to say. I was also still trying to come to terms with everything that happened.
The walk felt like forever but it gave me the opportunity to work on my emotions and what is going to come when he finally confronts me because we definitely have a lot to talk about and I know for a fact that he is very angry with me.
