Lila
I stayed with my mom for over an hour before Brian convinced me to take a break. He noticed how pale I looked, but he had no idea why. My body temperature had been fluctuating—too cold one moment, feverishly hot the next. He assumed it was stress-induced illness. Maybe he was right. But it wasn’t just the stress.
When I stepped out of the room, Dominic was gone. I headed to the pack house, hoping to find a moment of quiet, but instead, I ran into Judith and Jonathan.
“Lila, are you okay?” Judith rushed toward me, grabbing my arm before letting go quickly. “Why are you cold and sweating at the same time?” Her eyes flickered with confusion.
I didn’t respond.
“Where’s Dominic?” Jonathan asked, crossing his arms and studying me closely. “Is everything alright?”
I looked at Judith. “
