Pictures on social media show Julian still at the garden party later in the day. He’s smiling and looking like everything is fine.
After we got home, I had gone straight to my room where I allowed myself to finally break down and sob. The feelings of hurt and betrayal don’t cease all day. I barely hear as Susan comes in and sets a steaming cup of tea on my nightstand.
I’m not sure how to go forward from here. I don’t think I can ever trust Julian again. He defended her. He believed her over me. It doesn’t matter how many times he declares that I am his mate and that he cares for me. Actions speak volumes louder than words and these actions cut. Deep.
I finished the tea, which calmed me down a little, but I was left feeling empty and broken. Like I was grieving. And maybe I was. I wa
