C13 Chapter 13

I swipe my hand over my wet face, glad that the water disguises my tears. I’m so tired of crying, whether it’s from fear or pain.

“I don’t think so. I mean, not any worse than yesterday.”

Like he needs to assure himself I’m not lying, Evan clutches my hand and guides me to shallower water where the waves glide around our ankles instead of crashing into our backs