_Lisa's POV_
Alexandra zipped up the last of the suitcase and let out a breath. "We need another bag," she said while glancing at the half-open closet. "There is still a lot left. You have more clothes than I thought."
I let out a weak laugh, though it didn’t reach my eyes. "I didn’t even bring most of these. You and Rylan bought them for me."
Her expression softened. "Then it’s only fair I help you pack them to take with you. Wait here. I’ll get another bag from the storage room."
As she walked out, I sat down on the edge of the bed....the bed where Rylan had broken my heart. The memory rushed back like a wave, but I forced myself to breathe through it. I had cried enough.
Sierra stirred gently. You’re doing the right thing, Lisa. We can’t heal if we stay in the place where we were s
