I shrugged off the feeling and stopped being guilty of nothing that I had said was wrong. It wasn't as if I cared for him now, the good old days were gone with his betrayal still fresh in my mind.
I slept out a few hours of the night until finally, the dawn hit. We left off the place and continued our journey in the desert. Along the ride, William kept to himself, didn't interact much with others but only when he felt necessary.
He didn't even attempt to look at our way every now and then to see how we did and give away his usual glare although it didn't bug me even the slightest bit. Well, why would it actually? I was happy that there was no one to pester me by calling me names and especially the one I hate to admit so much already.
Mr. Edgar.
