Briar’s POV
I let out a long breath as I got out of the car. My nerves feel disrupted. I tried to act cool but there is virtually nothing to keep me calm. It's been three days since I arrived at the same place that I swore I would never step foot in again. But I already made up my mind that this was for the better good. I cannot deprive myself and my son of a better chance to live. So this is it.
“Are you alright, Briar? You look pale.” My colleague and friend, Rissa asked.
I shook my head, holding up a tight smile. “I am good.”
She chortled, “No, you are not. You are nervous. But I see no reason why you should be. You have walked into many places with your head up even when it was clear they were trying to intimidate you. Why is this any different?”
I exhaled slowly, wishing I cou
