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Tex turned toward me. “You’ll be safe here.”
I wanted to believe him, I really did, but safe didn’t feel real anymore. Not after everything I’d bene through so far.
“Okay,” I replied instead of voicing my concerns.
For a moment, neither of us spoke. The air between us felt heavier now, because I knew what came next…he was leaving.
To hunt.
To fight.
To killfor me.
And even though I understood why, it didn’t make it easier.
Outside, the wind moved gently through the trees, the old mill creaking softly as if settling around us. We were hidden and isolated. At least for now.
