LILY
The journey to the pack house was one of the most tense and silent of my life. Evan, fortunately, slept the whole time, comforted by the warmth of the air conditioning and his full belly, and I spent basically the whole time looking at him — and thinking about his future, and mine.
Returning to Silver Lake was undoubtedly the best thing that could happen to both of us: we would be safe, he would grow up free and surrounded by the love of his whole family, with a bright future ahead of him, and I would have the chance to recover, to live a dignified life, to raise my little boy as I wanted, to see my friends again.
Nevertheless, the idea of going back there made me feel nauseous. It had been horrible to see the shock and pity on the faces of Connor, Alex, and the guards when they sa
