Inside, I slam the door shut and lean against it, trying to regulate my breathing.
It f*****g hurts. Maybe the Pack Hunter will do me a favor by getting rid of me.
Sighing, I slide down to the floor, covering my face with my hands, forcing my tears in.
“Seline?”
I remove my hands to see Jerry watching me from the doorway of the other room, his face white. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” I sink my teeth into my lower lip. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why don’t you give me a few minutes?”
He lingers, however. “You were with Austin, weren’t you?”
“No, yes…just go, Jerry. I’ll be with you in a minute.”
I can see he doesn’t want to leave, but he gives me my privacy. After a moment, I sniffle and wash my face in the attached bathroom. My hand is on the knob when I’m overcome by a wave of nausea.
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