Unforgiven (Wanderers #3)

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to say is I miss you
and you need to come back. And well I just hope you’re okay…please
call me.
     
    It felt good to hear Riley’s voice. It made me wish I
could have brought her with. I sent her a quick text that said

     
    I’m fine. Promise, talk soon don’t contact me I’ll
contact u.
     
    I couldn’t call her because I knew if she picked up I
wouldn’t be able to lie to her. I also knew Roman would attack her
with questions if he found out she heard from me and I couldn’t let
her go through that. The best was to keep it short and sweet. The
waiter delivered my food and I suddenly didn’t think eating was
such a good idea anymore. I pushed the plate away and let out a
breath before I listened to my next message.
    It was Roman.
     
    Ella , hey…I don’t
know where you are or what’s going on? I’m sorry if I did anything.
Ugh!
     
    He cried . I could hear the frustration in his
voice.
     
    Ella , everyone is
worried about you. Riley, Sienna, Dixon, Gabe, well Gabe doesn’t
really say much, but I know he’s worried. We just need you back…I
need you. So please whatever is going on. Whatever it is…I’ll help
you. Just call me please…I love you.
     
    I could no longer eat. The sight of my food made me
want to throw up. I left the café and headed back up to my room. I
didn’t even bother listening to the rest of the messages knowing I
wouldn’t be able to handle it.
    Both Josie and Cameron were gone. Well, one of them
was. I could hear the shower running, but wasn’t sure who was in
there until I heard Josie bust out the chorus to ‘Baby got
back’ . I smiled weakly as I crawled back into bed and pulled
the covers up over my head. Five minutes later I heard the shower
turn off and Josie step out of the bathroom. She walked straight
over to the bed and pulled the covers back. “Good morning sleeping
beauty,” she smiled, then took a second look at me. “What’s the
matter?”
    “I listened to the voicemails from Riley and Roman,”
I said softly.
    “Oh honey, why would you torture yourself like
that?”
    “I don’t know,” I shrugged.
    She sat down next to me. “Don’t worry. I’m sure once
Riley knows the real reason you left she’ll understand and as far
as Roman, well. We’ll figure that out later. No need to worry about
it now.”
    “I guess.”
    “Why don’t you go take a nice long bath? Josef called
while you were away and he said he’d stop by around noon.” I took
Josie’s advice and took a very long, very needed, bath.
    After my soak, I got dressed, and joined everyone in
what was now the boy’s room, where they had already ordered lunch.
I realized skipping breakfast wasn’t such a good idea because now I
was starving. Josef showed up sometime after we had finished
eating. “Hey Ella, I wanna help.”
    I looked at Josef confused. “With the search. I still
want to help you guys if you don’t mind?”
    “Um yeah, that would be great,” I said, giving him a
small smile.
    After lunch I was ready to get back into the swing of
things, but both Billy and Dean thought it would be better if we
went in small groups instead one big one to help cover more area
and seem less intimidating to the locals.
    Over the next few days Billy and Dean took turns with
Josie, Cameron, Josef, and me and continued to search for Tristan.
My mom and Roman called almost every day and I avoided their calls
every day.
    Each night when we came back my hopes were shot down.
We were coming up empty. We got a few clues but nothing
substantial. The stress was getting to me so Josie suggested, more
like demanded, I take the night off. She promised they would still
go out and look, but I had to stay in. I knew I was driving her
nuts so I allowed her this reprieve. I would be lying if I said I
didn’t need a break.
    I stayed in the room while everyone went out and
continued to look. I flipped endlessly through the channels not
able to relax. My phone rang and I jumped up to grab it. My

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