Kara sat quietly in the bedroom that had become her new domain. In the week since she had moved into the packhouse, she had been unsure just what she should do. Her days consisted of Trent visiting her while she struggled to come to grips with her new reality. Instead of cleaning and cooking, she spent her days lazing on a bed that was four times the size of the cot she had been sleeping on for the last several years.
Despite the change in placement and circumstances, Kara still felt awful. It hurt to breathe sometimes, and a part of her wondered if that had to do with Kylen and their bond. Not that she could ask him. It had been a week since she had sent him out of her room and not once had he made an attempt to see her after that.
Lina was none to pleased. Whenever Kara would allow
