Romain

The drive to Soren's house is slow and torturous, and I can safely say that is the longest five minutes of my entire life.

My shoulders are tight with tension. Even my jaw is clenched.

Concern is surging through me and it's almost impossible to ignore. We stop at the gate and that's the exact moment when my heart turns to stone.

Something bad is going to happen.

I can fucking sense it.

I look over at Fred. His face is set; his expression grim. Before I can utter a word, he looks my ...