Kaelen's POV
I slammed the door behind me, leaning on it as I let the tears fall. My fingers wrapped around the doorknob, clenching it to vent my anger, but it didn't help.
Those words hurt. They all came back.
Dean's words and worse, Sterling's words.
I knew I wasn't as strong as I had been five years ago, but it wasn't my fault!
Each time I wanted to train, to fight like I always did, Merrick scolded me. I loved him, and I couldn't think about what I wanted.
I staggered forward, my sobs low. Soon, I stood before the mirror, and my eyes sluggishly dropped to my reflection.
I could still remember how I looked like five years ago. My eyes didn't look lifeless and almost sickly. But right now, I could see it.
The weak woman trying to act strong.
I shut my eyes, letting the tears fl
