Chapter 32
Samantha's POV
It had been two weeks of trying to suppress my deepest desires for Alaric. Two weeks of avoiding him at every chance I got, of silent stares that spoke more words than our mouths could speak, and stolen glances that we took of each other. Of questions that none of us could boldly ask the other.
It had been two weeks since my encounter with Alaric that morning at the woods. It was an encounter that gave me sleepless nights, wondering why Alaric had asked that question; if I'd give him a second chance if things turned out not to be his fault.
I was too blinded by my feelings at the moment that I didn't take the time to think about what his words could mean. But over the days I had been thinking, really thinking. About all the coincidences: the revelation that we
