Talia, wrapped in a towel and with her heart set on pursuing Jonathan, couldn't escape the whirlwind of emotions that stormed within her. She had convinced herself that her chance for love with Jonathan was worth the risk, no matter how delusional it may seem.
"What if he loves me too?" She murmured, her eyes searching her own reflection for answers that weren't there. "Maybe he's just afraid, afraid of Ely, the alpha. But love can conquer fear, can't it?"
Her mind raced with possibilities, weaving a fantastical narrative where Jonathan was secretly in love with her, but the circumstances were holding him back. The notion that he might be willing to surrender without a fight fueled her delusion, blinding her to the harsh realities of their situation.
"Maybe… he left the country because
