ELISA'S POV.
I didn’t sleep a single second that night.
I lay flat on my back, eyes open, staring at the dark ceiling until the sky outside began to turn gray. Every creak of the pack house made me flinch. My heart beat too fast, but my body felt heavy, like something was pressing me into the mattress.
When morning came I still couldn’t move. I just watched the pale light slip through the curtains and spread across the floorboards.
Kara knocked first.
“Elisa? Are you awake?”
I shut my eyes and held my breath.
A few minutes later Mona’s voice joined hers. “Come on, Elisa, open up. We’re worried.”
Then Alice tried. “Elisa, please. Tell us what's wrong.”
I stayed silent. I couldn’t face them—not with the weight of what I planned to do today crushing my chest.
It was only a matter of
