Lacey
We finished breakfast more calmly. I congratulated Belle and Jamee one last time as they walked away. Hannah lingered for a moment.
“What’s up?” I asked, seeing the question in her eyes before it left her mouth.
“I don’t want to rush you,” she said quickly. “I know you have a million things to handle right now, but I would love to get to work as soon as possible. After years of having money held over my head—having no say in what it was spent on and begging for bare necessities—I’d love to be able to make my own and choose where it goes.”
“I understand,” I said. “I’m never too busy to help my pack, no matter how many things I have to do.”
Ila appeared at the perfect moment, coming back to clear my plate.
“Ila, you’ve met Hannah?” I asked. “She’s ready to start working again aft
