Livia, when I count to three, I want to you to run into the trees,” Blake whispered. “And keep running. Promise me.” He sounded calm and determined.
“Absolutely not.” Livia turned from their escape route. “I’m never leaving you.”
“Livia, please.” Blake squeezed her hand and tried to force her in the right direction.
She squeezed right back.

Autore: Debra Anastasia