It was safe to assume that Bronn had been abducted.
But that doesn't explain the scribble on the aircraft. Even to this day, I'm still figuring out who did that and when, and why.
Did Bronn ask him or maybe her to do it?
The warm water soothed my aching muscles but was not enough to chase away my bothersome thoughts.
I sat in the tub, a minty aroma surrounding the bath. It was to my liking and would have been relaxing if not for the unanswered questions.
"Do you have more secrets than one could count?"
The question hung in the air. I didn't expect anyone to respond unless there was a ghost lurking underwater.
"Maybe."
My eyes widened in surprise, my head turning to the direction where the voice came from. Panicked, I put my hand up, ready to defend myself, when I froze.
Winter was standing by the door, a somber expression on her angelic face. I didn't know what to do, my mind was racing, but my heartbeat was faster than that.
