Chapter 18

After two weeks of working non-stop, Natalie finally had most of the wounded stabilized. The chaos in Middleton had eased just enough for her to finally catch a breath. Humans were strange. It wasn't until they finally stopped that all the weight in their hearts resurfaced. She remembered the insomnia that had plagued her when she first arrived here. The moment she closed her eyes, painful memories would crash over her like a tidal wave. But now, with her days so hectic she hardly had time to sleep, those memories seemed blurred and far away. She could recall them, but the pain no longer cut as sharply. On her rare day off, Wesley somehow managed to borrow a pickup truck. He wanted to keep the promise he'd made and take her out for a little sightseeing. Natalie smirked and let him do whatever he wanted. Donfield was a ruined city, and she was curious how he might find something beautiful here. He drove them up to a high vantage point, then covered her eyes in mock secrecy befor