Rafael
Frustration cuts through my body. My heart aches, and a dark feeling flutters in my gut. I pace around the room and thread my fingers through my hair while waiting for Everly to pack. Letting her go is right, but my heart and body rebel. She’s still upstairs, and I already miss her.
Nothing has ever felt like this. But it has to be done. I cannot let what happened to Everly happen again. I failed to protect her, and I cannot fail her again. Even if it means sending her away and losing her to keep her alive.
Guilt replaces my frustration. I should have used more tact when speaking to Everly this morning, especially after our sensual encounters. I know I hurt her with my callous words. I did not mean anything I said, but I can’t tell her that. I know that if her life hadn’t been in
