The blood moon had risen. I still had a few hours. The ritual wouldn't start until midnight.
The past week has been full of complete, unadulterated denial. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I was a little angry with Rowan. I didn't think this was even possible. I was blindsided, yet again. I was beginning to accept that this was going to be my life. I could dive into my career and let that consume me.
But I had always wanted kids. I always wanted to have a family of my own. Seeing my mother raising my siblings, and helping raise them myself, taught me how to care and love for them. But I took the possibility of having children off the table. And that was okay.
I was okay with sacrificing this big life event that I wanted, because I didn't want to find anyone else. I loved Rowan. Co
