Emma POV
Pushing myself to run as fast as possible, I continue running until I can no longer hear anyone behind me. I run past the edge of the tree line and stop just before I ran into a lake. I stare at the water trying my best not to break down, before long I am on my knees sobbing. The pain is too much to bear. The man I thought was my mate isn’t and he couldn’t even tell me himself, I had to find out by walking so close to them tonight.
“I really thought he was our mate,” I cry.
“I know, as did I. I can’t believe that he couldn’t even man up and tell us to our face. He could have just taken us off to the side and let us know before he went to her. Now everyone is going to pity us or call us fools
