LORRAINE’S POV “I'm going back to Crimson Pack,” I said, my voice ringing with unwavering resolve.“Lorraine, you can’t —”“Dad, I have to,” I insisted, cutting him off before he could try to dissuade me. “I have to see Penelope. I need to know the truth.”A gut feeling told me that confronting Penelope directly would finally unlock the missing pieces to this nightmare.“I already allowed you to walk into danger once, and you assured me you would be safe,” his voice turned stern, laced with lingering panic. “But you barely escaped dying!”“I'm alive aren't I? I can take care of—”Before I could finish, he pulled me tightly into his arms.“I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you, Raine,” he murmured, his voice trembling against my hair. “I've already gone through a loss. I can't survive losing you too.” He pulled back slowly, framing my face with his hands to force my eyes to meet his. “Promise me, Lorraine.”“I...” My words faltered under the desperate pleading in his
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