Melissa’s POV.
Rolf has slipped out of my hands and become obsessed with Diana. I was hurt beyond words. I was pacing around my room, when I heard Rolf come in, slamming the door behind him. My heart sank immediately, and I tried to keep my focus.
It’d only been a few days since he’d returned from Diana’s pack, but each one felt like years. Every little thing I did seemed to irritate him, and today didn’t seem to be any different. For example, I’m not even supposed to be doing the dishes, but he complains about every little thing and puts the blame on me, so I have to ensure that it’s all done right.
“Can’t even finish the dishes right. What a waste.” He muttered as he walked past me. I kept my head down, hoping he wouldn’t start again, but I knew I’d never be that lucky.
My hand shoo
