Chapter 11
- LAURA’s POV
- I managed to walk towards the closet despite my wounded feet and started searching for something appropriate to wear for tonight's event. Although I wasn't ecstatic to go, Daryl had made it clear I had no choice, simply saying that I had to. It almost seemed impossible for me to go there in this condition but he wouldn't care.
- "Come on sweetheart, hurry up" He let out his word with a small chuckle.