Chapter 42

• After a long conversation with Rose, I unpacked the dinner. It was chicken and rice. Such a simple recipe. Blake's favorite. Well, we had to wait and see if it still was his favorite. My guts clenched.
• Changing my clothes, I lit some candles on the table and warmed the food. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was ten thirty. Where was he? I was happy Blake was having fun with another person, but my insides still kept swimming in worry and fear.
• Pushing a hand through my long hair, I turned the TV on and mindlessly stared at some stupid shows. Maybe I should've bought him a phone. But if he was in the forest running, then there was no use. I couldn't contact him.