Chapter 88 Falling Apart
- Elara POV
- When I step out of the Jeep, the cold air does little to sober me up. I am swaying on my feet and have to use the hood to keep myself upright. Zeke is standing just out of reach, stripping off his clothes and tossing them into the front seat. His eyes graze over my body, and his nose wrinkles.
- "Are you coming along?"