Chapter 89

• Hayley's POV
• As Aiden and I closed the gap between us, the forest folded over me in a thick blanket that threatened to suffocate me. Clara’s confessions lingered in my thoughts, and I took his hand even tighter than before for comfort. The path meandered, a narrow one with the entire canopy overhead, allowing occasional streaks of sun to plummet in eerie, dappled shadows through dancing curtains of slow motion mist.
• For awhile, we just walked in silence, losing ourselves in our own thoughts. At the end, I spoke, and my voice wavered a little.