Chapter 254. My Worst Nightmare

The tears fell freely now, hot and unbidden, as I curled up on the cold, unforgiving floor of the cell. My body trembled with the weight of guilt, frustration, and despair. 

The world around me had shrunk to nothing but this tiny, suffocating stone box. And within it, I was left to just bask in my misery, left alone by everyone I had ever thought would never leave me alone. 

I closed my eyes, trying to drown out the voices in my head—the self-blame, the gnawing doubt. It was hard to breathe in this terrible space, harder still to shake off the recurring feeling that I was utterly alone. 

I could still remember how Mark and Zach were–not like I could blame them—but still, it hurt that they had chosen to not believe me. It made me feel so broken and destroyed. 

And the crazy thing here was that one of the reasons that I had been doing all of that to protect to thumb drive was just so the guy could remain alpha of the pack. Yes, I had a few more rea