Jovette's POV
Chapter 33
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Three and a half days of walking, finding a safe clearing, going to sleep, eating when Ethan could catch a fish or two from the river. I hated this.
How can you be bored and exhausted at the same time?
Ethan didn't seem to be either of those. He was as expressionless as always, and I found him incredibly boring.
The sun was setting, putting an end to my fourth day as a captive. Ethan stopped walking, tied the horse, tossed me the bedroll, and started on making a fire.
Just as he did every night.
Was there any deviance in his actions? Did he ever do anything worth doing?
I had taken to using the bedroll. It wasn't possible to sleep without. I got too sore in the mornings.
I hadn't tried to escape yet, either. There was no point. I had no idea where I was. Where would I go?
Maybe if we passed through a village...
I stumbled and bumped into Ethan. He caught me wearily, then deposited me on the ground like a sack of potatoes. Uncaring as always.
"Ouch," I mumbled, glaring up at him.
No reply.
I grabbed the bedroll and spread it out underneath me, then closed my eyes and was asleep in seconds.
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