Rowan:
"Wake up, Row. You have to see this s.h.i.t." I shot upright, springing to my feet. Gatlin made his way to the stone door and opened it. My jaw dropped.
"Everything is fine," I grumbled, stepping out into a forest of overgrowth and being kissed by the morning sun. Birds were singing, and everything was beautiful and perfect. I looked at Gatlin, who wore the same confusion across his handsome face that I had.
"I saw this forest sitting in a pile of acidic sludge last night… right? I asked, beginning to wonder if the overgrowth just looked melty in the storm… was I tripping?
"Definitely." He nodded, still looking around in awe.
"So, I had a thought." He looked at me with bright excitement flaming in his golden eyes.
"Oh yeah? Let's hear it, stud muffin." I smiled at his boyish
