RAGNA POV...
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I kept running without slowing down, my grip locked around Oge's wrist as the village lights blurred behind us, and even when she gasped out.
"Where are we going?", her voice trembling with confusion and fear, I didn't answer, because if I opened my mouth too early—if I let my guard down for even a second—I knew everything I was trying to protect might collapse right there in the open.
She didn't understand why I wouldn't just tell her whatever plan I had back at home, and honestly, neither did I expect her to, but that didn't stop her fear from growing heavier with every step, nor did it stop my own heart from hammering harder as I scanned the surroundings again and again, making sure we were still within the village premises and, more importantly, that no one was following us.
