The day drags on as I walk around the pack, it feels so weird to be back here and not a slave. The times I have dreamed of wanting to just walk around freely are here and it’s not anything like I imagined. Everyone is whispering and staring at me. Nobody is making eye contact with me, and most look at me as though I am the most hated person in the world. There are some who give me a sympathetic look but most just acts like I don't exist.
I'm trying to find my way to Lana but she always seems to be running off and hiding lately. I only have a couple days here left and I really would like to spend some time with her. Layla is busy doing some digging. She told me yesterday something big is happening and she's this close to figuring it out. At least Ellie's funeral is today, so her parents ca
