I gripped the glass tightly. My hand trembled.
I had hoped... some foolish, hidden part of me had hoped she might come back. That she might forgive me. That I might get a second chance.
But how could she?
I rejected her.
I humiliated her in front of everyone. My family helped. I turned my back on her, made her feel like she was nothing.
She had every reason to hate me.
"You were a fool," Valric snarled. "You pushed away your mate. You chose pride and power. You chose that b***h, Roxanne. You disgust me."
I clenched my jaw. I wanted to scream. I wanted to run to her. Fall to my knees. Beg her for another chance.
But she wouldn’t give it. Not after what I did.
She deserved better.
She had found better.
"Valric," I whispered. "What have I done?"
"We lost her. You lost her. And now
