Olivia
Something was wrong I knew it.
And every time he didn’t answer my calls the feeling just intensified. Like a gnawing animal was eating my alive.
I understood he might not be able to talk and that he had to call our trip to an end early but not hear anything at all. That weighted heavy on me.
Of course I might be just over thinking and acting like a shifter who had just found her mate. I missed him and having him out of town on business meant not being close to him was killing me.
I just couldn’t shake this feeling that something was wrong. He had to understand that my refusal to marry him didn’t have anything to do with me and him, surely? I wanted him to be with him badly but I wanted us to be open about our relationship. I loved him and I loved my parents, I just didn’t
