Lesley’s POV
He growled the last words, before pushing off the table and heading out. I flinched when the doors slammed shut, like someone had just tased me. For what seemed like an eternity I remained seated, feeling like someone just dropped me in ice water.
Why?
Why me? I repeated the question to myself over and over again. The darkness of depression folded over my being like a tsunami. Why did my family have to die? Why did they leave me? Why couldn’t my uncle find some other slut to f**k? Why did I get a mate who was in love with someone else?
Why?
Why?
WHY???
I gripped my head, pressing my face against the surface of my knees. I didn’t care that my head started to throb, or that I was clenching my jaws so tightly, I was on the verge of breaking my teeth.
Why?
Why was life so
