Michael’s point of view
Holding Emma’s hand as we close my little sisters door has my heart aching, but not really for all the reasons I should. I’m such a s**t brother. Not that I would tell her but I’m jealous of what she could still possibly have. I am hurting for her because of the suffering she must be going through, but I want a mate. I feel so selfish. And to top it off I have no idea how to even begin to help her or how to keep my promise. I feel completely drained from the guilt, the frustration, and just overwhelming bitterness. Closing my eyes I slump my forehead against her door. What am I supposed to do? I have no idea where to even start. Not to mention how am I supposed to keep her from getting hurt?
I’m jolted from my thoughts with the gentle squeeze of my hand and the f
