chapter 82

Sierra pov.

As I witnessed her utter those words, it felt as though a sharp knife had been mercilessly thrust into my being. Overwhelmed by the pain, I instinctively clutched my stomach, squeezing my eyes shut in an attempt to regain composure and catch my breath.

Should I distance myself from this pack as well? Merely contemplating the things she said fills me with an overwhelming sense of fear.

Tears began streaming down my face, my heart shattered into countless pieces, leaving me utterly lost and clueless about what to do next. If only Henry were here, he could find a way to bring a smile to my face.

I shifted my gaze towards the ceiling, fixating on it for several minutes, and gradually, the agony started to dissipate, leaving behind a faint glimmer of happiness.

Fatigue started to wash over me, and the desire to slumber indefinitely, never to awaken, crept into my consciousness. However, just as I was about to surrender to sleep's embrace, an abrupt knock disrupted my tranquilit