I nearly broke out into a run when I caught sight of our cabin.
Home sweet home.
I wanted to scream my lungs out, so everyone in the pack could hear me. I was practically bursting with joy. I'm home! Finally.
I thought I didn't care about this house. Even when Uncle Damon told me that the house belonged to me, I still didn't care at all. But staying in the hospital for days had taught me a big lesson. I would never forget in a hurry.
I, Enya Rosfield, will forever cherish this cabin. And I would never take it for granted again.
This is my home.
The guards had made sure that we were right in front of the porch before they turned and left. No word was spoken, no goodbyes, no instructions, absolutely nothing. They left just like that.
Good riddance, if you ask me.
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