POV: SAINT
Evelyn's funeral took place yesterday, and it was filled with sadness. Her colleagues, friends, and family gathered to say their final farewells. I found out that some pack members initially doubted Sam's involvement and instead blamed Evelyn. However, yesterday they expressed their goodbyes tinged with guilt.
Tonight, Sam is scheduled for execution. I haven't visited him in the dungeon, and I have no plans to do so. The only thing I'm eager to see is his lifeless body. The votes are still being tallied, but the last time I checked, burning alive while being stoned was leading.
I had just woken up from a nap when I headed downstairs. The house was very quiet except for some noise coming from the kitchen. "You're awake," Jackson said as soon as he spotted me. I nodded sligh
