Talia’s POV

The drive was long. Painfully long.

It felt like it would never end, like time had slowed just to torture me. My head throbbed against the seat as the road stretched on and on, my thoughts blurring together the longer we drove.

Eventually, Vermont slowed down and turned onto a dirt road. Dust kicked up behind us as he kept driving for a few more minutes before finally pulling up in front of an isolated lake house. It looked old, like it had been standing there for a couple of ...