#Chapter 109: Don’t Move

Almara’s POV I fold my arms across my chest and try not to look so annoyed. The temperature is beginning to drop and I wish I had brought a bigger jacket. I’d be warmer if I was allowed to hike around and actually look for my husband, not just stand on guard in case he comes this way. “Don’t be so disappointed, sweetie. At least you got me.” Bess says. “I’m not disappointed. I’m just cold.” I tell her, hugging my arms tighter around myself. Bess gives me a look that tells me she’s not buying it. “Oh, fine. I am annoyed.” I admit, throwing my arms in the air. “What is Arthur going to think when he gets found and his wife isn’t among the ones who found him?” Bess lets out a sympathetic sigh and softens her eyes. “I think he’s going to thank his lucky stars that his wife didn’t see him in such a vulnerable state.” Bess makes a good point, but I think she’s wrong. Of course, I’ll never tell her that. Arthur and I have reached new depths in our relationship and nothing could make me