Kalilah POV

I wanted to take a train to Seattle, but Damon wanted to drive. The two of us argued for a while, trying to figure out what we were going to do. Eventually, we decided the best thing for us to do was to just drive.

Well, Damon was going to drive. I couldn’t see, so there was no choice.

He packed a small bag, shoving it in the trunk of the car. I climbed in, folding my arms over my chest.

My irritation had nothing to do with Damon.

It was what I was about to do.

I hated secrets. Hated what they did to people. How they...