“Why did you jump after me?” Jude asks at some point. His voice is rough from his close encounter with death.
I’m glad we can’t see each other’s faces in this position.
“I don’t know,” I say.
And it’s the fucking truth. Why did I risk my life to save my captor? I plunged to an almost certain death for him. I’ve been losing my mind since the day he dragged me out of Bunkertown.
Jude says nothing, but his hand finds mine in the water, and he squeezes it hard enough to hurt.”