The walk back to the quarters felt interminable, my legs barely supporting my weight as grief pulled at me like an undertow. Kai stayed close, his hand at the small of my back, steadying me whenever I stumbled. Julian walked ahead, clearing a path through pack members who stopped and stared as we passed.When we finally reached the door, Julian turned to face me, his expression genuinely sympathetic."I'm sorry about your mother, Lena." His voice was quiet, sincere. "If there's anything you need, anything at all, just ask."I nodded, not trusting my voice, and he retreated down the hallway to give us privacy.Inside the quarters, I sank onto the couch, my body feeling hollowed out and heavy simultaneously. Kai disappeared into the bedroom and returned with a blanket, draping it over my shoulders with careful gentleness."You should rest," he said."I can't." My voice was hoarse from crying. "If I close my eyes, all I see is..."
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