~LAYLA~
EVENING
I still feel like my heart is being ripped apart.
Cupcake giggles as she sits on my lap right where we are settled on Brie’s bed. Distractingly, I run my fingers through her hair, untangling a small knot. Brie and Zuby are on the bed too, sprawled over the mattress and still looking tired from their shifts at the pack hospital.
I guess working there isn't easy.
Brie's room is so beautiful and cozy, and there is just something charming about it that makes me feel like not leaving. The walls are a soft shade of lavender, and there are collages of random fashion design posters, pinkish sticky notes, and scribbled wall quotes. Brie's bed, where the four of us are gummed to right now, has a bunch of tangled mismatched red and gray blankets that are so soft, and the air in
