Jasmine’s Pov
I hate that I couldn't take Willa with me immediately, but I couldn't do it without making Garrett suspicious, and I hate that he just has a way of making my life a living how even after all these years.
My mind was total chaos. The conversation with my mother kept repeating in my head like an endless echo.
Garrett had spent five years taking care of Willa, crying in her small kitchen, and drowning in his own grief.
I walked absentmindedly through the paths of the pack grounds, not even caring where my feet were taking me. My head was spinning so fast that I just needed to walk. I needed to breathe.
Before I even realized it, the main house began to fade behind me.
I was standing right in front of the gates of the pack cemetery.
Why did I come here? I asked myself.
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