Chapter 142 Alina Apologizes

• Sheila POV
• One moment I’m sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at nothing, trying to convince myself that I’m fine, I'm strong, composed, unshaken, and the next moment something in me cracks open like thin ice under a heavy boot. A sob punches out of my chest. Then another. And then I’m folded over my knees, my face buried in my hands as the dam bursts.
• I weep until my eyes hurt. Tracy tries to come in twice after knocking softly, her muffled, worried voice filtering through the door, but I tell her to leave me alone both times.