~DAMIEN~
The drive home feels longer than it should.
Every road stretches endlessly in front of me, every turn heavier than the last. My hands stay tight around the steering wheel, but I barely notice the pressure anymore.
All I can see… all I can hear…Is Holly.
Her voice calling my name.
The way she sank onto the pavement like the strength had drained from her bones.
The way her shoulders shook when she cried.
Goddess!
My throat tightens painfully.
I blink hard, trying to clear the sting in my eyes as the pack house finally appears through the tall trees ahead.
The familiar iron gates slide open slowly as my car approaches, as it's been programmed to do so.
Everything here looks the same.
Nothing has changed.
But somehow… everything inside me feels different.
Broken.
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