|Nieves|
I sucked in a sharp, shaky breath, my steps slowing as the familiar landscape stretched before me. The towering trees, the worn paths—everything was just as I remembered, yet it all felt different.
Hollow. Empty.
A deep ache settled in my chest, a mix of longing and sorrow, so intense it made my body tremble. My strength wavered, threatening to leave me altogether.
And then I saw it.
The sight ahead made my stomach twist, my feet hesitating against the earth. My pulse pounded in my ears as an unbearable weight pressed down on me. Could I really do this? Could I face what lay beyond?
Damn.
Was I truly ready… ready to see them again? To see their names carved into cold, lifeless stone? To confront the reality that my pack—my people, my beloved grandmother—were buried six fe
