Phryne drew her knees up to her chest and rested her forearm across the top of them. The pose was intended to seem nonchalant, but, in truth, the feeling of something close to her chest helped hold back the mounting urge to scream in frustration, or weep.
"So we'll just have to free ourselves and find our way back before they've given up hope."
Whatever they did, it would come far too late to spare Jack the feeling of discovering her in the wreckage of a car again. She very much feared it would set them back again. Possibly for good.
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Phryne drew her knees up to her chest and rested her forearm across the top of them. The pose was intended to seem nonchalant, but, in truth, the feeling of something close to her chest helped hold back the mounting urge to scream in frustration, or weep.
"So we'll just have to free ourselves and find our way back before they've given up hope."
Whatever they did, it would come far too late to spare Jack the feeling of discovering her in the wreckage of a car again. She very much feared it would set them back again. Possibly for good.