Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 347

As expected, the van broke down on the side of the road. The repairs would take

a while, so everyone agreed to set up their tents at the campsite.

In this kind of situation, no one was really in the mood for fun. After a hasty meal, the group retreated to their tents to rest. Still, few could actually sleep.

Mila stayed close to Archie.

He handed her a military-grade knife and hefted a hammer himself-supplies they'd bought before the trip, just in case.

Sure, neither tool would do much if they ran into a bear or a wolf, but simply having them offered a sliver of comfort.

Although the group took turns keeping watch, Mila and Archie weren't about to let their guard down. At least one of them stayed awake at all times.

Towards the second half of the night, Mila-who'd slept first-woke up for her shift.

She wasn't alone.

A survival expert accompanied her; the organizers insisted each watch include someone with real experience. Halfway through their shift, a strange noise echoed from the edge of camp.

The man told Mila to stay by the fire while he went to check it out.

by. He didn't

was going on-when something cold and metallic pressed against the back of her head. A

"Don't move. Don't scream."

...

on Mila's body stood on end. The scream in her

was suddenly, horribly clear. But why? Did someone in camp have a

lengths just to hurt her-would they? The idea was insane. Who in their right mind would

to wake the others." The man's voice dropped, cold and casual. “If you

swept through Mila, cold sweat dampening her

the target. And there was more than

she done to deserve this? Who would travel all this way just to hunt her down? The

"You"

ask. Don't speak. Otherwise, we can't guarantee

Mila had no choice but to walk-step by step-into the dark, wild woods,

place-suffocating, pitch-black, and dense with the threat of

back was soaked with sweat, mind racing. Were they going to make her vanish, blame it on the forest? Nature could kill as effectively as

disappeared or simply lost her way. After all, there'd be plenty

couldn't let that

Beyond the occasional animal shriek and wolf howl, she heard only the faintest shuffle of footsteps behind her-her