Chapter 17
A/N: I have a question for you all: If a Chapter is short, would you prefer that I leave it as is and add more Chapters to balance it out, or should I expand it by making it more detailed, perhaps by including some funny dialogues or other elements?
Neither this Chapter nor the next one reaches a thousand words, so I'm asking you guys for advice.
Should I give ya all an additional Chapter?
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The pickup truck rolled down the road, and Wanda glanced at Natasha through the rearview mirror, noticing her pale face. She opened the glove compartment, pulling out some bread and milk.
"Eat something. I can tell you're hungry," Wanda said, turning to offer the food.
Natasha looked at the bread and milk, then at Wanda's kind, yet sharp face. She pursed her dry lips, whispered a quiet "thank you," and accepted the offer. She carefully unwrapped the bread, eating small bites, sipping the milk slowly.
This girl was strong and fast, seemingly able to read minds or memories. She was young—fifteen or sixteen—but kind.
The man next to her had a body temperature higher than normal, his strength and speed extraordinary. He seemed constantly on guard, his silence masking intense focus.