Esme’s POV
Cole’s voice kept replaying in my head like someone pressed a knife against the same wound over and over.
I couldn’t stop hearing the way he said it. Get her out of here.
Like I was a burden.
Like I was no one.
I didn’t even realize tears were falling until one hit the floor. I wiped my face quickly and forced myself to breathe, but the ache stayed in my throat. Landon placed a hand on my back, gentle, like he was afraid I would break.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I’ll make sure Cole remembers what exactly he’s forgetting. I promise.”
I nodded slowly. “Thank you. Really… thank you.”
He gave me a small smile before turning to leave the hallway. I watched him walk until he disappeared around the corner. At least someone was on my side in this place. This pack had never felt m
