“I’ve got you,” Dax says as he wraps his arm around my shoulder, and guides me from the room and further along the hallway in this house I’ve never stepped inside before tonight. I turn into his side, burying my tear-streaked face into his chest as I attempt to swallow down the sobs, concerned that she’ll hear and wake up. “Take the room furthest on the right. I’ve got it ready for you all,” a kind, female voice says as Dax hesitates in the hallway unsure where to take me.
