Chapter 24
Wren
I walked.
I had no destination in mind, no plan, no idea where my feet were taking me. I simply kept walking, one step after another, letting the cool evening breeze brush against my flushed face. The crisp air slowly cooled the heat burning beneath my skin, but it did nothing for the chaos inside my head. Every breath I took felt heavy, as though the weight of the entire day had settled onto my shoulders.
What a disaster.
First Poppy.
Then Knox.
And now my mother.
Congratulations, Wren Harper Kennedy. Today officially ranked as the worst day of your life.
I let out a humorless laugh and shoved my hands into the pockets of my hoodie.
What was I even doing anymore?
For years, I'd lived my life carefully. Every decision had been measured. Every word rehearsed. Ever
