Gabriela
I don't know where we're headed until we finally make it back to the edge of town and head for the healer without stopping. Elijah's arm is draped over my shoulder, his unsteady faltering from all of the blood he's lost reminding me too much of when I had to do it for Aaron not that long ago.
Fate has a cruel way of reminding me of things I'd rather forget—bringing things full circle into a picture I never wanted to lay my eyes on ever again.
I left my feelings for Elijah back in Redwood. Resigning myself into moving on was the only way I could survive this long without him.
And with that, I found someone else who treated me well, had me feeling those same embers of desire that I once had for my fated mate.
Staring at Aaron's back as he leads us through town to the healer's c
