It was true indeed that I hadn’t invested my feelings into Tobias as much as I did into his older brother, my late husband, something I would blame on the circumstances under which our relationship flowered.
“Sometimes, I can’t even tell if you even care for me,” carped Tobias, appearing rueful. “It has been almost a year since our marriage, yet you’ve never clarified to me if you love me.”
“Initially, the purpose of my marriage to you was to escape the Rage pack’s ire, but I did start cultivating feelings for you on the way,” I confessed, recognising how lonely he had felt in being in a relationship devoid of any form of expression of love. “I do love you.”
“More than you loved my brother?” asked Tobias, dissatisfied with the simple confession, for he compared my affection for him wit
