“Are you sure you don’t want me to come,” Davis asked from the driver’s seat of the squad car, parked at the top of the trail that sloped in a semi-circle around the park.
“Yes,” I replied, unsure at all. Why was I putting myself through this torture? 24 hours before, Davis had given me a choice: to walk away from it all and trust him. To allow him to protect and take care of me. But I couldn’t just throw it all away like that.
“You can stay here as long as you need to feel com