Sierra tightened her grip on Jessica’s shoulder, her expression a mix of determination and quiet anger. “No, it hasn’t. Not yet. We’re still here, and as long as we are, we fight.”
Jessica let out a shaky breath, glancing at Natasha, who was rubbing her belly in slow, soothing circles. “For how long, Sierra? How much more can we take before there’s nothing left of us?”
Sierra’s gaze hardened, and she knelt in front of Jessica. “We don’t have the luxury of giving up, Jess. Not with the kids, not with the baby coming. We hold on—for them and for each other. If we crumble, they’ll have no one to fight for them.”
Natasha, her face pale but resolute, chimed in, her voice quiet but steady. “She’s right. This isn’t just about us anymore. It’s about making sure they grow up in a world whe
