It wasn't until my head hit the pillow that I let the bursting tube of tears explode and stream down my face like rivers. My heart began to pound loudly, recovering from it's temporary shock. I tried to feel my wolf, but she wasn't there.
The other soul inside of me has finally had enough.
I felt my feelings dissolving into a small puddle and eventually becoming nothing but a shine on my heart. My thoughts became nothing but a blurry mess.
Who would have ever guessed that a random person you meet in some coffee shop would turn out to be a part of the agony in my life?
She had told me he refused her, and he had told her he had a mate.
Did he change his mind? Was he finally sick of what I couldn't give him?
I wouldn't blame him, but I also wouldn't blame myself.
And so I blamed
