** Paige’s POV **

The forest floor crunches beneath my shoes, each step lit by the faint glow of lanterns strung through the trees that I’m sure were not here before. Parker walks beside me, his fingers laced with mine, guiding me carefully like I might trip any second. He’s been acting odd all afternoon, avoiding answering my questions, distracting me with massages and face masks until I didn’t have the energy to argue. Now he’s brought me out here with a cryptic, “Trust ...