Aliyah's POV

Back at the house where Henry had gotten the team to stay, I sat on the small staircase leading inside.

My phone was lifted to my ear, my hands getting run through my hair.

Everything in my head was shitting with me right now. After meeting with Papa and Asher, I hadn't been able to think well.

I didn't realize how much I missed them until I saw them again.

And at the moment, I could only talk to the one person I knew would listen, as she had never gotten tired of ...