Chapter 98 Dean 10

• Sierra pov.
• As I sat on the bed, the door slowly opened, and Dean walked in, carrying a comforting bottle of soft drink. His gentle smile brightened my day as he handed it to me. I whispered my gratitude, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort.
• I still carried William's child inside me, and it made me realize that this chapter of my life wasn't entirely closed. Yes, I did feel guilty about considering letting go of my child, but I was beginning to see a future without a connection to William.