After lunch , Dylan left to go get some work done in his alpha study. Alyssa watched him leave, remembering the many times her father had gone down that very same hallway to get to his study. But this time, there was no fear in her heart… no feeling of being judged by the man turning the door to enter the study.
Dylan turned to look at her with a soft smile before he disappeared into the very room that many of Alyssa’s nightmares took place in. She wondered, fleetingly, about how Rose had been right … she could make new memories here to replace the bad ones … but it was an idealistic thought at best. Too good to be true. Alyssa didn’t deserve to be let off so easily.
No. She couldn’t think she deserved happiness. Hher penance was to deteriorate slowly until she finally died. But not be
