Rissa’s POV

My intent, first of all, was to get out of this mess I had entangled myself in. Days on the road with Josh and Mark had been one hell of a quest.

I hadn’t been sleeping well. Tending to Josh felt more like a curse than mercy.

He knew how much I hated his guts at this point, but my aim was simple: make it through this chaos without falling apart.

I woke to the whisper of the creek and the warmth of the dying fire. For a moment, I forgot where I was, who I’d become, and what ...