#Chapter25
I looked at Nat and then Sam, they were both looking at me, waiting for me to speak. Would it be okay to say I was a little afraid?
/"What am I supposed to know?/" I felt like an idiot sitting there. Today had been full of weird exchanges and I really wanted this one to end. I had absolutely no idea what these three were talking about and by the way they were looking at me, I should have had some inkling.
Sam was the first one to speak after an uncomfortable silence of a few minutes. /"I told you she doesn't know. We didn't tell her and she doesn't talk to anyone else./"
Did she just say that I was a loner?!
Harper groaned and ran a frustrating hand over his face and through his hair, messing it up more.
/"I would like to talk to Zara alone./" His voice was rough and determined.