One Hundred Twenty-Seven: Lana

Lana's P.O.V.

There was a collection of us, at least a hundred, who were going from house to house, tearing out all of the damaged sections and rebuilding them back up as quickly as possible. A few homes would have to be completely demolished, but we would have to come back to them. For now, we needed to get as many as we could into livable conditions, and as soon as possible, so our people could have a roof over their heads.

It was bad enough that I had multiple strangers sleeping on my bedroom floor.

Maddie was having a blast sleeping in the room with the other kids. It was like a giant slumber party every night.

But even if I wanted to rest for a minute during the day, my bed was out of the question. Having strangers in my space, in mine and Oliver's personal bedroom, made it feel compromised. It was no longer my safe space. They were diluting his scent, and coming in and out at random times throughout the day.

I had tried to close my eyes once for a quick nap, and as soon as t