CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR: Broken Once Again

The air keeps getting thicker and heavier with tension, suffocating me and the others. I’m still on the edge of my bed, my distress still palpable as I stare into the void, my mind still swirling with a whirlwind of emotions.

Anastasia’s head is gently resting on my rigid shoulder, her arms wrap around my weakened form.

Across the room are mom and dad, their faces etched with lines of worry and sorrow. They too, like me, are shocked and refuse to easily believe Yvanna’s revelation, that’s why they demand another confirmation, which is more likely another blow to our already shattered hopes and dreams.

I know that we’re all grasping for straws, still, I wait with the tiniest hope in my heart for the medical records to be authenticated.

After some moments of agony, there’s a knock on the door, then it creaks open, and the pack's Chief Beta enters, his countenance mirroring the anguish that hangs heavy in the room. In his hands, he’s clutching the medical records, his steps hesi