Waindale

Wrenley moves to Waindale, the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. "I turn on the lamp that's sat on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods."

Sydney Marie · Kỳ huyễn

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Chapter44

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Seeing him makes me emotional. Everything from Friday night comes flooding back.

/"How did this happen?/" Adam asks. He comes to the bed and takes off his jacket and then his shirt. He kicks off his shoes and lifts up the blankets.

/"We were at the beach. I fell in the water./"

Adam comes under and I try to not fixate on his bareness. /"Come on,/" he says and takes off my mittens. He sets my chilled hands against his chest and my eyes open wide.

Instinctively, I bring my cheek against his skin and bask in the warmth. I swiftly pull off my socks and my extra shirts and pair of pants. Not caring about our intimacy, I press every bit of my body against him and cling to him like a child to a leg. His arm comes around me and I rest my head on his shoulder.

/"How did you get so cold?/" He asks, holding me to him.

/"Car heater hardly worked. My clothes were all wet,/" I mumble.

/"I felt something was wrong./"

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