The road stayed empty as we approached the Boardwalk, with Maribel still walking ahead of me.
I kept enough distance that I was not right on her heels, but it still felt weird. From the outside, I probably looked like some damn stalker following her through the dark. We were heading in the same direction, though, and she clearly did not want me beside her.
Fair enough.
She was still uncomfortable around me. I could not blame her for that.
It had been the same, in different ways, with Rachel, Elena, and Cindy after I cured them.
Rachel had been the quickest to understand. She was awkward around me just briefly, but she did not need much time to figure out why I had threatened her. She understood that I had been trying to cure her, even if I had done it in the worst, most suspicious way possible.
Honestly, I still did not know why she had forgiven me.
Elena had adjusted faster because circumstances had not given her much choice.
Cindy had taken it the hardest.
