Chapter 108

HAZEL

Two hours later, my tears calmed, and my face dried. We sat in the most boring, drab gray office building I’d ever seen in my entire life. And I worked at a bank.

Someone came and sucked the life and color out of the building. It had no substance whatsoever. Well, as long as you didn’t consider gray a color. It had a lot of that.

Gray carpet.

Gray walls.

Gray everything.

It made me need a nap.

But I had no plans to complain because we weren’t outside running through the woods, and even though Ridge’s security office was full of guns—I hadn’t seen them but it wasn’t a far jump to make—nobody used those guns to shoot at us.

If it guaranteed me safety, I’d have sold my clothing and furniture to purchase everything in gray to live in the safety of Ridge’s security office for the rest of my life.