17
“What time do you think Damon will return?” Mija asked Charlotte. They’d gone downtown to walk around, but neither of them seemed interested in the stores.
“Probably late tomorrow at the earliest.”
“Have you decided what to tell him?”
Charlotte shrugged and stopped to peer at a jewelry display in a large window. “He thinks he’s got it all figured out. I love that he’s willing to change his life for me, but I’d rather have compromised. As easy as it is to see myself with him, I don’t feel like I have any say with things.”
“From what you’ve said, it sounds there isn’t room to complain, though,” Mija pointed out. “I favor his plan. You can’t have a mate who isn’t around.”
“I know.” Charlotte continued walking. “I’m just not sure I’m okay with him sacrificing so much. He loves being a
