The door clicked shut.
Destiny stared at it.
For a few seconds, she didn't move.
Then she lowered herself onto the edge of the bed.
Her thoughts went immediately to Conrad.
Conrad.
He had woken up.
That was what she kept coming back to.
He had woken up.
After everything that had happened in the forest, after the fear, the confusion, the blood, the impossible things none of them could explain, Conrad had opened his eyes again.
And apparently, the first thing he'd done was go to Parker and Kennedy.
Destiny swallowed.
He had asked about them.
He had gone to see them.
But he hadn't come to see her.
Why?
She looked down at her hands.
Maybe he was angry with her.
That was possible.
There had been enough between them to make things complicated. Enough moments neither of them had properly talked about. Enough things left hanging between words and silences.
Maybe he'd remembered something she hadn't.
Maybe the forest had given him answers she hadn't gotten.
