Henry pov.
For quite a while, I haven't laid eyes on Sierra, and my concern has been growing, not knowing if she's doing okay. The uncertainty about William troubles me deeply; I can't fathom what might be wrong with him, and at times, I feel this urge to confront him.
Sierra, I know, is going through a tough time, and witnessing her treated as if she's nobody pains me as well. Hiding behind the woods, I fixate on William Castle, surrounded by an eerie silence that perplexes me.
Standing there for what felt like an endless hour, I attempted to catch a glimpse of him, hoping to talk some sense into him, but he remained elusive. Returning to town, the indifferent gazes of the people remind me that William forbade my return, yet my sole desire is to ensure Sierra's well-being.
Confusion s
