14 'Trusting him?'

I knew from the moment I gave my hand in his, I was taking a risk. My life would never be the same. My destination could be unpredictable, erratic, beautiful even.

If my thoughts could be visible right now, it would be an inverse explosion of questions and confusions. Only one idea was clear in the midst of those crazy flashes of chaos:

He is not an ordinary human nor am I.

I rummaged through my wardrobe and picked out a pink round-neck knotted T-shirt. Paired it with cut off shorts and my white Adidas sneakers.

While doing my hair, I tried to call Emalie several times but strangely enough, she didn't pick up.

'Is she still sleeping? No that can't be, We are meeting at the subway in a few minutes. She must be caught up with applying her eyeliner.'

A car horn disturbed my thoughts and I scurried to peer out of the window. Leaning against the car door of a familiar silver Ford SUV, stood Tyler with his arms folded on his chest.