C62 New Arrival

I didn't realize I was holding for my breath, clutching tightly onto Ethan's shirt as I foreknew the old man's answer. I was praying silently while shaking my head, begging not to tell where our location was. One wrong word, and both of us are dead by now.

Ethan was gripping tightly on my waist, but I could discern the tension in his palms. His heart was pounding clangorously