Skylar's POV
We ended up somewhere that looked like a rugged, old town. It wasn't our town, mainly because it was deserted and way too small. I wanted to leave this place, but when I saw a store nearby I had to practically beg Caden to stop there.
My feet were killing me at this point.
The shopkeeper was kind enough to lend his phone charger for Caden's phone and I was more than thankful to find a chair to sit down on.
"Thank you for letting us stay." I directed a small, grateful smile towards the shopkeeper as Caden walked inside the shop.
The shopkeeper guy, who was almost about my age, raised his left brow.
"You just said that for the third time."
My smile turned a bit sheepish and I started fidgeting with the hem of my sweatshirt. I couldn't have told him how awkward it felt to get lost in the middle of nowhere, and crash at a shop which looked like something in between a bar and a pharmacy.