XAVIER'S POV;
After walking for miles, we finally arrived at what seemed like the remains of the burned house. The smell of debris and burnt wood still lingered— even though it had been a while since the fire was quenched.
" Here." Mia called to me, pointing to a spot beside a huge tree, the sand was mixed with dry blood, along with the body of tree. " This was where I found you."
" Stay here, I'll go look for my things." I said as I began walking but I guess Mia has a thing for not listening to me— cause she still followed me.
I faced her. " Look, stay here! I'm not going that far."
" Really? So you can run away to go to you're cottage without me? Not happening!" She said her hands crossed over her chest.
" You don't seem to like to listen to me do you?" I said. " of course not."
I rolled my eyes and turned, walking around the burnt house.
Who would build a house in the middle of nowhere?