Zara
I couldn't help but chuckle at her comment and saw a deadly glare on her face. Carter pressed his hand to his heart, looking at Sophia with an offended expression. Apparently, Sophia's comment elicited a chuckle from all of us, a welcome distraction to lighten the oppressive mood.
"How mean," Carter shook his head, casting a weary glance at Wade.
We headed for the front door; no one was around. I was filled with anticipation and anxiety. Would we get Ryan home safely? Would Ryan ever be the same after what happened to him?
"We're not leaving here without Ryan," Sophia muttered next to me, linking her arm through mine. "We'll bring him home, Zara."
"I hope so," I breathed out, speechless.
I adjusted my tight dress and smoothed my long hair. The low neckline accentuated my chest but hid the scarlet mark on my shoulder. A shiver ran through me, and for a moment I regretted not bringing a jacket. It wasn't the air that chilled me, but the thought of what could go wrong.
