Chapter 45:
- Trisha’s P.O.V
- “So, how did it go for the two of you?” Rosanna asked as she unboxed another fancy wine bottle from one of the boxes that Damien had brought along with him as a peace offering.
- “Fine.” I told her curtly, my mind full of dread for the future. Damien and I had arrived back on the Shelter later in the evening where everyone had pretty much assumed that we wouldn’t return at all.