Days passed, and I became acquainted with living with two additional members in the family, or should I say one. Lance had relocated to his house near the borders, so that won't count, I guess, and the other is Sky's mate.
The idea of informing Skylar or Lance about my second mate had to be abandoned. They were preoccupied with their own mates and would quickly grow bored if I tried to engage them in a conversation.
Even my brothers' support had its limits. They both acted as if I was no longer their little sister, the one they had saved countless times. While I won't claim they were always supportive, they were the only ones willing to stand up for me.
I work like a robot all day, without knowing what I'm doing or why I'm here, simply working to forget all my problems.
My parents' tor
