LVII

Rosalie

Ali, who had taken pity on me, had taken it upon herself to share my story with Steph. Well at least as much of the story that she could have shared. Obviously the nitty gritty, I had mercifully negated recalling to anyone. But she had shared the general outline of the past five years. And to be honest, she did a great job. Better than I could have done myself under the circumstances. So from my part, I was more than happy to allow her to take the reigns in explaining to Steph everything that had happened in the lead up to our expedition.

Steph seemed completely enthralled by the story. And was currently listening intently and Ali regaled the legend of Tamara and Tenebris.

What made the situation worse, was that I seemed to have found myself sandwiched between Steph and Landon in the middle of the rear seats, looking directly into the rear-view mirror, constantly catching Drakes uneasy gaze.

I felt horrible.

My body, despite everything that had happened, was still attuned t