All your team
Convince Josiah to do it as well if you can
While he doubtedthat the surly retired SEAL would ever text anyone unless he was pressured into it, if ever there was a time to force the man to do something this was it.
Teresa needed to be surrounded by support. If she didn't want to reach out and grab hold of it, then they all needed to build bridges over to the island she had placed herself on.
Yeah Josiah will be thrilledto text
He’ll doit
Guaranteed
He assumedthe slight pause between texts was Nathaniel taking his phone back from his girlfriend. Micah had no doubt that his friend could twist the former SEALs arm to get him to do the right thing.
Likely wouldn't be as hard as they were expecting anyway. Josiah wasn't a bad guy, he’d just been through something horrific, and it was no wonder the guy had emotionally shut down. But he’d seen with his own eyes how hard the man was working this case, he cared about his team even if he didn't want to.
Thanks
Appreciate it
It helpedto know he wasn't in this alone, and neither was Teresa.
All she had to do was accept it.
For whatever reason, she seemed to want to do this alone, but she had to open her eyes and accept the fact that trying to do so would only make things so much harder on herself.
Truth was that shewasn'talone. Not only did she have amazing friends and a whole family at Prey, as well as her mom and brother, but she had him, too. He had no right to hold a place in her life anymore, but he was going to claw one out for himself if it was at all possible no matter what that place wound up being.
He’d lost her once, and the thought he might have to do it again terrified him.
CHAPTER 12
May3rd
6:54 A.M.
Teresa growledin frustration as the pain flaring across her stomach had her lowering her arms.
It shouldn’t be this hard to put her hair in a ponytail.
That was all she was trying to do. Nothing fancy, wasn't planning on braiding it or anything, she just wanted it up and off the back of her neck. She was feeling too hot as it was, and the added warmth of her thick hair hanging down her back was too much. Spending the last ten minutes trying to get her hair to cooperate didn't help either.
Sweat was actually dripping down her back, and she was on the verge of tears.
Over her hair.
Which was ridiculous, and yet she couldn’t seem to help it.
Sleep had been fitful last night, better than she would have gotten if she’d stayed in the hospital, but still restless. Her dreams hadn't quite been nightmares, and they weren't about her abduction. They were more like memories from the past,good times she’d shared with Micah when they were both young and in love.
Now the memories were more painful than sweet because they were a bitter reminder of everything that had once been in her grasp and yet she’d lost anyway. It had felt like a sure thing back then. Why wouldn't she and Micah get married and start a life together when they were both adults?
There was no way she could have foreseen the mess her life would turn into when she was fourteen and falling in love.
With a small hiccup she refused to believe was a sob, Teresa shoved all memories of happy times with Micah out of her mind. She had no time for them right now, and they served no purpose other than dragging her down like a millstone around her neck.
As she lifted her arms to once again try to get her hair up and into a ponytail before the pain across her stomach forced her to lower them again, there was a knock at the bathroom door.
