Everly POV

Another Four weeks later.

“Keep your eyes closed,” Valen said as I walked blindly with my hands out in front of me when I heard Macey and Zoe’s voices. “Is that Zoe and Macey?” I gasped, trying to lift Valen’s blindfold over my eyes. He slaps my hand away, and I reach out blindly before slapping someone.

“Ouch! That you Everly?” Macey asks. Valen blindfolded me before we left and refused to tell me where he was taking me. “Oops, sorry,” I tell her. “Wait, are you blindfolded too?” I ask her.

“Yeah, and Tatum s*cks with directions. I tripped over the gutter back there,” Macey growls.” My bloody knee is killing,” she growls. “Kids slow down and away from the paint; it’s still w*t!” Marcus screeches just as the sound of their voices reach my ears. A hand grips my arm.

“Glad I’m not the only blind one around. I was becoming paranoid he walking me off a cliff,” Zoe says, and I know it, her hand on my arm. It slides down to grip my hand and gives me a squeeze just as my hand finds Macey’s.

“Those pr!cks conspired against us!” Macey hisses. Though with them here, I had a good idea of where I was, which was surprising. Valen said the Hotel wouldn’t be ready.