Andrew managed to talk me down. I do feel like my emotions became a crescendo riding higher and higher until I could tell my truth to someone. And I agree with him that I was sounding slightly hysterical and illogical, it’s not like my mate is going anywhere. She’s got to be in the territory and once she knows that I want to look after her and make her my partner she’ll be happy I’m her fated mate.
I know my brother is trying to appease me and it was working although if mother hadn’t had another mini stroke, I might have had more head space to think about my predicament.
By the time Andrew had heard my story and we’d been to see mother, I got into bed way past midnight and then I tossed and turned all night. I was having nightmares and sweats. I felt anxious and out of control,
