Wynter’s POV
The soldier pulls the vehicle up outside of the impressive two story home, it’s gorgeous and I would probably have gaped in awe if I wasn’t drowning in my own neverending pain.
The door beside me swings open, and Hali’s small hands wrap around my wrists after she has reached over me and unbuckled my seatbelt, her grip, turning me gently to the side in my seat, and helping me out onto the hard tarmacked surface of the street.
I wobble on my feet as I straighten, my legs wanting to buckle underneath me, but the realtor has me, her arms encompassing my waist, supporting me as she guides me toward their house.
‘My things’ I mumble, weakly trying to turn back around.
‘Gage has them’ Hali replies, tightening her grip on me as she steers me to their front door and unlocks it wit
