Penelope’s POV
I stay in the grass holding a crying Darla for who knows how long. I have never been an emotional person but the pain that she is feeling causes me to almost feel it. I have tears streaming down my own cheeks and I do not know why. Finally Darla sits up wiping her face and just looks at me and says “I am so sorry Penelope.”
“What? Why are you sorry?” I ask in confusion.
Darla begins telling me all about how she met Lucas at the club and how she got s**t faced drunk that night. She tells me how sorry she is and how much she blames herself for my kidnapping. Darla explained how she could not handle seeing him with his hands all over me and how he pretended she did not exist. Unfortunately now I understand how much it hurts to see someone with your mate in that way, so I k
