"Why are you out here?" He ignored my desperation to cover myself as he questioned me.

I swallowed hard, clutching the hem of the oversized shirt like it could shield me from his stare. “I needed air and food” I muttered, eyes darting anywhere but him. “You didn’t exactly say I couldn’t leave the house.” I added quickly.

“And you thought running into the woods at night was wise?”

“I wasn’t running.” I hated how defensive my voice sounded. “I just… needed space and ...