Her father was right. Francine wasn't worth putting the pack at risk of any dangers Lander threatened. She wasn't worth much at all, really. Not anymore. She absorbed as much of Jacob as she could for one last time before she reluctantly turned and began to make her way back to the car.
She didn't look back, even when every part of her body screamed to do so, because she knew if she laid her eyes on him one more time, she'd run to him and plead for forgiveness, plead for him to see her as worthy. She already knew his answer.
Finally, Francine was back at the car and wiping her eyes on her sleeve, she took a deep breath before climbing into the passenger seat where Dave was watching her.
"What'd he say?" He inquired, noting her puffy, red face and wiping away a last stray tear with his t
