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Chapter 621 "Where exactly are we going?" I asked him. Before he could answer, a small cabin appeared. It was in the middle of the forest and hidden from the view of the road, but I realized he was pulling around to park on the side of the building. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, his gaze landing on the cabin. Without much thought, I followed him out of the car. "What is this place?" I asked him as we walked towards the front door. "I'm not sure," he admitted.
"I found it when I was young. I was traveling on my own when I wasn't supposed to. I stumbled upon this cabin and kind of made a second home out of it. I call it my hideout." His tone was almost playful and reminded me of the Spencer I knew and cared for. I was relieved that he didn't sound cold and indifferent anymore. I think we both needed a little space from the pack, and I was glad to be getting away for a little while.
At least until I clear my thoughts and figure out how to approach Gavin again. He stepped into the cabin, and my jaw nearly dropped; it was gorgeous and nicely decorated, with so many handmade crafts that I knew he did himself because he's always been crafty like that. Everything was clean, and it smelled like lavender, relaxing me almost immediately upon entry. Spencer seemed to have relaxed as he walked in as well.
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"Make yourself at home," he said, the corner of his lips lifting into a small smile. "This place is incredible," I told him. "Yeah, I did most of the decorating myself," he told me with a shrug. "The only other person who knows about this place is my grandmother." Spencer's grandmother practically raised him. He lived with his mom, dad, and grandmother. However, he was neglected by his family. Then one day they left and never came back. His grandmother had always been there, though.
"Back when my parents lived in the pack, there'd be moments when I just needed an escape from it all. So, I came here. My grandmother liked to know where I was going and when I'd be back, so I told her about this cabin. She didn't like it at first because it's in the Rogue District, but after a while, she realized that I was a born fighter. Rogues don't mess with me anymore, so they leave this area alone." "You scared the rogues away as a kid?" I asked, gawking at him.
I swear I saw him blushing, which almost made me laugh, but I was way too shocked to move my body, let alone laugh. "Yeah, I guess I did," he admitted. "Anyways, this place is safe.. It's my safe space. I hope you don't tell anyone about it. I'd like to keep it a secret." "Of course," I said quickly. "Your secret is safe with me." He looked relieved. "Thank you, Judy." I nodded. "Is that why you seemed so nervous bringing me here?
Because you were worried I would blab about your secret?" I asked, raising my brows. He shrugged. "Maybe a little," he told me. "I'm sorry if I worried you." I reached out and touched his hand. "You don't need to be sorry. I'm just being paranoid." He gave me a sad smile. asked. bet S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findηʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He Now that we are away from maybe you can finally tell the me what happened back there?" I sighed, my eyes shifting to the ground. "I should tell you something," I told him, my eyes. remaining downcast. I hadn't told anybody here about my past or where I came from. Even though Spencer was my friend, wanted to keep that part of me to myself. At least for right now, but I couldn't keep quiet anymore; I had to tell him the truth. A secret for a secret.
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