Elena’s POV:
The moment he walked away, my legs wobbled beneath me. I barely caught myself, my breath shallow, and my heart hammered beneath my ribs.
I didn't realize I was shaking until the girl folding my clothes shot me a look—pity, not curiosity. At least she wasn’t from my pack. I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to remain steady.
“Please… can you send a message to Rachael?”
She nodded, bowing slightly before slipping out of the room. The door clicked shut, and the silence pressed against me like a weight.
The dam broke.
Tears burned down my cheeks, fast and uncontrollable, no matter how much I tried to stop them. My body curled in on itself, arms wrapping tightly around my middle as if that could hold me together. I hadn't cried in weeks, not after everything my paren
