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Chapter Six

Robin's P.o.V.

I paced anxiously. Why would Allan not wake up? It seemed unfair, that Marian and Djaq would spend so much time and effort in taking care of him, only to have their efforts go unrewarded. Allan had not stirred since he had woken and tried to tell me that it was not my fault. Although I appreciated his efforts, I knew that he was lying to me, like he always lied. It was my fault, entirely my fault. I was the only one who was to blame here. Allan's illness was no one's fault but my own.

My brooding pacing had carried me away from the camp, into the forest. I glanced up at the trees, seeming to hover over me protectively. I had always thought that the forest would protect us from the sheriff. They had not protected Allan from this. They had not protected Allan from my mistake. I sunk down on a log, my head in my hands. This was all my fault. All my fault…