No Longer Hidden

Natasha POV

It doesn't take me long to pack up mine and Dalton's things. We don't have much, but we always had what we needed. I walk into the small room that was my mother's. It contains a small bed and a nightstand. Her clothes are folded neatly in the corner of the room. I run my hand over the top of the pile feeling the familiar fabric. I didn't have the heart to wear them even after they los