Cries echo all around the room as realization washes over everyone like a dark cloud.
Lana is gone, and I’m watching her husband lose his fucking mind.
It takes Aro, Scooter, and Colton to lift the man back to his feet and direct him toward the conference room.
A wave of heartbreak and shock fills every corner of the very same room that was exploding with laughter and joy minutes ago. Even Misty and Emmalyn, two of the strongest women connected to the club, cry as they cling to each other.
I stand, pulling Faith to my chest as she cradles Aria. The little girl, sensing something is terribly wrong, begins to cry.
When Faith looks down, gently rocking her, she doesn’t tell the little girl that everything is going to be okay because everyone in the room knows better. Nothing is going to be okay.
THE END