TENNA.
The day had been good. Really good, actually.
Lyssa had shown up that morning with the kind of determination that meant she wasn't leaving my side no matter what. She'd planted herself on the couch next to me and stayed there all day, and when the heat flared up and the brothers took me to one of the bedrooms, Lyssa had simply put on her headphones, cranked whatever music she listened to loud enough to drown out everything, and waited right there on the couch when we came back.
Every single time.
She didn't complain once. Didn't make a single comment about it. She just put the headphones on, gave me a thumbs up, and went back to scrolling her phone. The loyalty of that woman was genuinely staggering.
Now it was evening and the five of us were settled in the living room. Lyssa h
