She came to me that night. I told her that we needed to escape but that I hadn’t expected her to come as quickly as she had. She didn’t think I was crazy or know that I was right but she trusted me and that was enough. I told her that I thought they were watching and that I knew they were listening. We had to get to it as soon as possible. I took her by the hand and we hurried to where we were going.
There weren’t others around. They could’ve been watching from anywhere; it wasn’t the time to worry. I hurried her along as fast as she could go without taking off her heels. If I took us there the right way then it wouldn’t be that far from where we were. We got there sooner than I’d expected. I told her to hold on and went up to it and pulled away the veil. It wasn’t what I had expected. While concentrating on what I thought was worth memorizing I signaled for her to come closer without looking her way. She pulled close to me. I clasped her torso with my palms to make her feel more secure. She knew that I could feel the trace of sweat that had soaked through her dress from her lower back. The pretense didn’t matter anymore. She was mine and she knew that I knew it and what I was doing.
I’d found exactly what I told her I would. Now that it was done we only had to worry about staying away from them. We made our escape in each other’s arms. They might’ve seen us and known what we’d discovered, yet they never caught us or stopped us from continuing our search. We found everything.