How To Survive This Fairytale

Chapter 13

Thirteen

That night, you walk through the woods in a haze.

Back at the inn, relief breaks over the serving girl’s face when she sees you.

“There you are!” she exclaims. “You didn’t come back last night, but your things were still upstairs. I was this close to sending someone out looking for you.”

You stare blankly at her. The room is paid for; why should she care whether you’re gone for two nights? Why should she care whether you come back at all?

Later, you will realize people care about other people, oftentimes without a why or how.