Chapter 29 : Nameless But Not Blameless
Maeve
“Aaron?” I said into the dark as my door opened and closed, a shadowed figure moving through the room toward my bed. I sat up, pulling the sheets over my bare chest.
I blinked rapidly to adjust my eyes to the darkness. A drawer squeaked as it was roughly opened, the sound of fabric falling to the ground overwhelmed by murmured curses.
“I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow,” I said, scooting to the side of the bed and slipping my legs out of the sheets. “What are you doing?”
“Get dressed, Maeve. We have to go.”
“Go where?” I laughed, standing and reaching over to my bedside table to turn on the lamp. Yellow light filled the room, washing over his face. “Aaron, what’s wrong?”
“Turn off the lamp, right now!” he exclaimed, panic flashing in his eyes.