GINA
As I tended to the stones at breakfast, Damon snuck glances at me. Caden too. Rosa simply grinned at me as she usually would and Thomas, well, kept a neutral expression. Maybe they noticed just like I did, that the light had gone from my eyes or maybe it was the outfit I wore. My hair was up in a small bun with curly strands falling around my face and I was wearing a mini dress with thigh high boots. I had used my day off to get more things from the thrift store in town. My days of looking like a hobo was over. I tried reaching out to my wolf on several occasions, still no response.
At the thought of Atticus, I felt my anger renew, I felt it run through my veins, filling up, engulfing me with a heady kind of rush. I raised a brow at Caden in question as he stared at me, not botherin
