My head is still spinning as I lay in my bed staring up at the ceiling, thinking about everything that has happened last night and over the last few weeks, going over and over them in my mind. I haven't slept a wink. Everything is just replaying in my mind. It's hard to switch it off.
A part of me understands why he did what he did, but the other part that shares the bond with him hurts so much. It feels like our bond is a little bit broken because of it. At least before, it could have been mended, but now, even if he tried, I’m not so sure.
He was so quick to jump and help Grace, so quick to jump and help her, yet forgot me in the process of everything, even after we mated, even after he promised I was everything to him. He didn’t show that to me last week.
Who’s to say that will not
