"Morning," Madison beamed peeking out the door with a mug in her hand. She appeared to be in a good mood, but her expression change to one of concern with one look at me. She furrowed her brow. "Are you ok?"
"I'm... I'm fine," I grunted.
I knew I had to look like shit. I didn't sleep a wink. Didn't even nod. Gemma didn't move the whole night, but I didn't take my eyes off of her. Not once. I had to admit I was scared of her. Maybe I was prejudging her based on what happened in the junkyard, but her behavior last night didn't calm my concerns. In fact, I felt strangely threatened.
"I'm... I'm fine," I grunted.
I knew I had to look like shit. I didn't sleep a wink. Didn't even nod. Gemma didn't move the whole night, but I didn't take my eyes off of her. Not once. I had to admit I was scared of her. Maybe I was prejudging her based on what happened in the junkyard, but her behavior last night didn't calm my concerns. In fact, I felt strangely threatened.