Chapter 17
- [Sylvester]
- As she takes his hand and they walk up the stairs together, my stomach sinks and my heart feels like it has stopped. As I move towards the car, my leaden legs resist moving away from the place where I held her in my arms, the smell of our mixed scents calming me, relaxing something deep within.
- “We need to go get her,” Rufus insists. “She needs us.”