Sierra’s POV
I felt so drained, lost, and overwhelmed. My mind was spinning like I’d been knocked out cold. I couldn’t think clearly, couldn’t figure out what to do next. The fear and guilt clung to me like a dark shadow. How could I possibly face Dean and tell him I lost Aria? What kind of mother am I?
I closed my eyes, wishing I could just disappear. The thought of confronting Dean about losing our daughter made me feel like the worst mother in existence. How did it come to this? How could I let this happen?
Just then, the door burst open, and an angry William stormed in.
“Where the hell is my daughter?” he demanded, his voice dripping with fury.
I stood up, shocked to see him here. Before I could say a word, he grabbed me by my dress and pulled me closer to him, his eyes burning re
