“Now, you know everything about me.” He said still sitting on the chair not breaking the eye contact. I gulped soundly.
I looked like a small kid who caught red handed doing something she told no to do.
We sat there looking in each other eyes trying to read minds. So much feelings and emotions were leaking in me through the mate bond. Anger, hurt, pain, but the one which was remarkably distinct was vulnerability. My heart aches and as if he realised that I could feel his turmoil of emotions he blocked me.
He stood silently and walked towards the door.
“No.”
(This gives me a major déjà vu)
He turned and looked above his shoulders. His eyes were filled with unshed tears and my heart aches for him. Behind those ocean blue eyes there was still that ten years old boy, I believe. Behind t
