Alma
I heard a knock on the door and asked the person to come in. I just hoped it wasn’t Egan or Daniel, I had enough of them.
The guy with dark hair and dark green eyes entered the room. He was the one who tried to talk to me during my outburst, the one I was rude with.
“Hello, Alma. I am Zane, nice to meet you. I am here to help you with whatever you need,” he said with a smile.
Egan didn't lose any time in sending him here.
“Are you feeling well?” he asked, looking carefully at my face, which was probably puffed and my eyes were probably red after all the crying.
“I am okay, which is as good as I could be.”
I was trying to hold on. Boy, I was trying hard!
“They can be harsh, very closed up… it has been only the six of us for so long, we are very close, as we have to
