Emily's POV

"You look nice," my mother chirped when she saw me coming toward the bonfire. "Are you feeling better?"

"Thanks; I'm fine," I said, giving her a reassuring smile. "Nothing a long hot bath couldn't fix."

"That's good news," she said, patting my hand. "I was worried that you would disappear again."

The worry in my mother's eyes was visible, and it broke my heart.

"As if I would be able to get very far," I said, trying to lighten the mood. "I am done running!"

Well, at least for now.

I internally sighed.

My mother knew me all too well; the thought of running off again did cross...