The morning light broke into their clearing and shone in Lauralye's eyes causing her to stir. She rose her hand, blocking the sun from her face and looked around, trying to remember where she was. When the events of the previous day sunk it, she bit her lip a little. She grabbed Robert's jacket and pulled it around her shoulders, staring at the fire that had long since died out, leaving behind black remains of wood. She looked at Robert, who lay a small ways away from her, she still believed she made the right decision leaving but it didn't make her miss home any less. She sighed and rested her head in her hands.