Chapter Seventy-Eight
Something that needed to be done.
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
My stomach is getting predominantly large.
As the days grew along with my child, I came to forget most of my worries and hang through the bliss that is happening on my pack. For quite some time now, I do not think that anything bad has happened through our life course. The pack is much alive than before, and despite the never ending cold weather in the place, it seemed warmer than before.
I have been really seeing this place as my own.
“Are they sure that you are not carrying a twin?” Reed questioned as she found me in my usual stop.
For some time now, I have been camping in the library with a book under my nose: nothing but some research about everything bugging my mind. I never knew that there
