Chapter 250: Wheres Wyatt?, Part 1
"C'mon, Chloe!" Abby shouted. "Mom's gonna be mad if we're late."
I glanced over my shoulder to find Abby standing near Whitney's car - I had no idea how it had gotten back here; I'd left it at the lodge. Whitney sat in the driver's seat, ready to take us home.
"I'm not going to survive the day. Or the night. Or tomorrow. . ." Trent said from where he stood on the front porch.
I turned back to him and smiled. "Neither will I." I gave him another hug and buried my face against his chest, never wanting to let go. Now that I had him back, I couldn't bear to leave him, even if I was only going home.
"What if Ivy tries something?" he said, his tone full of concern.
"I don't think she will," I mumbled.
As much as I didn't want to give that woman credit for anything, she was true to her word. When she said she was going to do something, she did it, and she'd told us to come see her, so she wasn't going to seek us out any time soon.
"I still don't like it," he said.