EMERY GRACE CONRAD’S POV
“You ready?” Ethan ask me, and all I can just do is to nod my head. Then we’re off to go.
I never bring anything with me, since I do not really have much of those things. I’ve been kidnapped for pete’s sake, of course there wouldn’t be any shenanigans. However, perhaps it could also mean what I carry weren’t any material things, but the memories I spent with in Naberius. And the feeling that I should forget them as well, for there wouldn’t going to be any chance to meet them again.
I sigh, yet I was quite thankful. The drive towards home is silent. And the fact that Ethan is not on the same vehicle where I was had given me the liberty to run my thoughts inside my head without worrying that my expression could show them up with me being unaware. That would sucks.
