Rachael's POV
I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling feeling so confused.
'I love you.'
Jared's voice wouldn't stop bugging me, and the silence I gave to him after, made matters worse.
I feel guilty. I wish, I wish I could end this whole contest really quickly. I don't think I can take any of this feelings anymore.
How do I know who I genuinely love? Do I even love any of them genuinely? What if, it's just the mate bond messing with my head?
Maybe if Jared was here, I could get a little help.
«You can call him on the phone he got you.» Eliana suggested.
«That is true, he gave me a phone!» I exclaimed, standing up from the bed, I walked over to my wardrobe, opened it and took out the phone.
I already had him on the speed dial, courtesy to Jared.. So in no time, Jared answer
