LEAH
THE NEXT DAY
I took a shaky breath, clutching my sister's arm as I stood by the car. My eyes were still puffy from all the crying I'd done the night before. I wasn’t ready to let Sarah go, wasn’t ready to see her vanish back to Dad’s pack, but I knew she had to. Still, this…this wasn’t exactly how I’d imagined our goodbyes.
Sarah was the one seeing me off. I mean, who would've thought? I’d expected to help her load up and send her off with our father. But then, this morning, I was shocked—Damien had arranged some kind of honeymoon. Just the thought made my stomach do a strange flip. When Royanna joked about it at the reception, I laughed, thinking she was just joking around, but no. My bags had been packed last night.
I wanted to talk to Damien, ask him if he’d really set all this
