Walking closer to her, I hold my clean hand out to her. She stares at it for a moment, then surprises the fuck out of me by coming to take hold of my bloody hand. Lifting her head, her eyes are still dull when they meet mine. Weaving our fingers together, I pull her out of the room and head down to the restroom so I can wash the blood off our hands. I don’t think Skylar fully understands what she just did. By taking my bloody hand, she stepped into my world and left her own behind.
