Ensnared (Enchained Trilogy Book 2) by Janet McNulty

Author:Janet McNulty [McNulty, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dystopian Fiction
Publisher: MMP Publishing
Published: 2020-10-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

A Warning

A dull orange glow peeks through the bottom of the shade with a reddish tinge to it, painting a straight line on the wall near the door. It glows brighter by the second before fizzling out as dark clouds cover the sun’s feeble attempt at lighting up our world, blocking its warmth, and forbidding anyone from looking upon its magnificence. Chase’s steady breathing lulls me back into a half slumber, and I close my eyes, relishing in the sound of the air entering and leaving his lungs, comforted by his presence and glad that he is here, instead of… I stop myself from thinking about it, still incensed at Tapiwa’s cruel trick; though I am not surprised by it. Such is our way, the way of Arel. My head settles on his chest as I listen to the rhythm of his heart, unwilling to move, not wanting this peaceful moment to end, wishing that it would continue forever as I remember my relief upon seeing him alive. The night passed in a minute, or so it seems, and instead of wasting it talking about little nuances in an awkward attempt to pass the time, we laid on my bed with his arm around me and my head on his chest, content to just be together, and no words passed between us, because they will never capture what this simple moment has given us.

A door closes in the hallway, warning me that I must get up with its harsh thud, but I do not budge as the heavy boots stomp down the hallway, heading for the stairs and hurrying down them. Chase stirs. I know that I must get up. I know that I cannot escape the aftermath of yesterday’s bombing. I know, that I must face whatever today chooses to throw at me, and so, I sit up, refusing to give in to my desires, and place my feet on the bare floor, allowing its touch of chillness to tickle them. I glance at Chase as he opens his eyes, wondering if he had watched me sleep during those long nights in the wilderness when we were forced to depend on one another for survival, wondering what he thought and if he felt any sort of relief at seeing that I still breathed. A bit of hair drops across his forehead as he shifts position, and I brush it away with the tips of my fingers, remembering the night at the mines when I stayed by him after he had taken a beating for me. The memory of it causes my heart to ache as I wonder why he sacrificed so much to save me, and how I have done nothing to earn it.

Another door shuts, warning me to get dressed, or risk the inevitable consequences of being tardy. Chase sits up just as I step over to the closet to pick out a fresh uniform, cringing when I see the wrinkles in my pants from having slept in them.

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