Chapter 21 His Past

• He didn't tell me where he was taking me, and I didn't ask. Maybe I should have. Was I afraid of his answer or did I simply trust him no matter my misgivings? Was I worried he would say something that horrified me or was I hoping he would redeem himself?
• My heart ached. My chest was too tight, making every one of my breaths painfully shallow.
• And yet -- his hand around my wrist was so warm as he led me far past the Dark Moon estate, north and north and northward on, never stopping. No one had stopped to question us when we left, and I had the feeling no one would come looking for us, either. Where we were going, it would be only the two of us.