บท 368: Chapter 368: Nadine

Friday. Harper's Ferry, VA.

THIS WAS A DISASTER of her making.

The stitch in Nadine's side felt like a knife was being plunged into her. That, or her scar tissue was warning her about the turning weather. The warm spell was most certainly over.

"This way," Quentin whispered.

Her heart twinged.

This was her fault.

She was going to get this boy killed. And for what?

Over the years, she'd lost her focus. She'd become a leaf, being blown about with no respite. She'd done things to stay afloat, things she regretted.

Like involving Quentin.

He didn't know it yet, but she wasn't leaving this forest alive.

"Shit," Quentin muttered.

"What-?"