SARAH
“Sarah.”
“Sarah.”
“Sarah.”
I flinched at the third call of my name. Henry had been trying to get my attention, but I was too carried away because of what I had just heard.
He moved close to me. He doesn't have the same ability as I do because he isn't a werewolf. Henry was able to sense that something was wrong with me.
“Are you okay?” He queried, but I knew what bothered me was something I could not complain about. Especially when I kept ringing in how nonchalant I was about Jackson.
“Are you there?” He reminded me. I was diverted yet again.
I nodded my head and smiled at him. “It’s just a nostalgic feeling here.” I lied. Or maybe it's the truth, but not entirely the truth.
“That's part of the reason I wanted you here. I won't affect any decision you make.”
For a few secon
