Bab 46: Chapter 46: TYLER

I kept my hand on her as we drove through the quiet streets; she seemed to need the contact as much as I did. Now that she was out of there and I had eyes on her I could breathe easier.

Still I fought back the bitter anger that threatened to crawl up my throat with each moment that passed. Every once in a while I would say something soothing to her, but her deathly silence was beginning to worry me.

Was it because she was hurt, or because she blamed me? And why not? I blame myself. I couldn't help thinking that that last night she'd been at the compound had I been more receptive she wouldn't be broken now.

Why had she been there, what had happened between the time she left us and ending up in an animal's hands? Where did they take her? Had she even made it home? So many questions.