LYRA'S POV
The silence was strangulating as I thought about my answer. Rowan was my first love and mate.
I couldn't quantify my feelings towards him with words, but I was certain what I felt for him was strong.
Not a childish infatuation or some product of grooming. I loved Rowan for who he was and even if that love wasn't accepted, it was true.
"I love him." I say after what felt like hours. Jasper didn't say a word, I wondered what went on in his mind as we cuddled up, fighting the cold.
"You might not believe it, but it's true," It felt like a weight was taken off my shoulders. "Rowan will always have a piece of my heart."
"He's getting married." Jasper said and I chuckled, half expecting to hear that.
I've said it to myself countless times since Aurora came into the picture.
