Chapter 11 Terrified

• “Yeah, but…” Hunter’s eyes drop to his sister, who is now feeding her stuffed bunny rabbit, Mr. Pickles, ice cream. “I think a seat might have just opened up.”
• “I’m not interested, thank you.” Elle hoists her bag over her shoulder and twists toward the escalator to leave, but not before bending down and whispering sweet nothings to him.
• “If you had the only available seat in the world and not taking it meant I’d suffer a lifetime of pain while standing in the most uncomfortable heels imaginable, my answer would still be the same.”