Erica's POV

I lay in bed quietly. The silence in the house was thick, but I could hear the whispers of the maids as they passed my room door.

They were all scared and I couldn't blame them.

I had asked my mother to watch the kids for me while I got some time to rest. This all felt extremely overwhelming for me.

I felt strange being here. My father was gone, and it was like a big chunk of the pack house had been ripped off.

I buried myself deeper into my covers, the comforter soaking up my silent tears as they rolled down my cheeks.

“I miss you,...