Dawn’s POV
The moment I returned to my room that night, I closed the door gently behind me. My body felt very tired from the long day, but I still had a lot on my mind. I walked to the small table near my bed and immediately searched for a pen. I pulled out the folded piece of paper where I had scribbled Declan’s number earlier, and I carefully rewrote it on a fresh sheet. My hands shook a little because I knew how important the number would be. I folded the new sheet and placed it inside one of my books, somewhere safe enough that I would not lose it.
I sat down on the bed and allowed myself a deep breath. Today started with so much hurt, but it ended better than I expected. Staying with the kitchen omegas calmed me in a way nothing else had. Maggie and the others laughed with me, cooke
