Chapter 121 Dean 33

• Sierra..
• As we entered the room, I sank into the comfortable couch while Linda, with a concerned look on her face, settled beside me. A strange unease crept over me, as if something was amiss. My gaze kept drifting towards Drake, and I felt a sensation building up inside me, like the urge to flee or the need to act at any moment.
• "Are you okay?" Linda's voice broke through my thoughts, and I turned to her with a weak smile, responding, "I'm fine. I was just thinking if you'd like something to eat or drink."