Marked As Theirs
Chapter 70
Veronica's POV
You know the way someone tugs at a rope and someone else tugs at the same rope at the other end?
Not because they thought it fun, but because the one preventing the rope going to the other side has seen the whole thing.
The past. The present. The future.
And does not want the rope to go through such havoc.
That’s how it felt.
Like Carsin was holding on to something I’d already dropped. And no matter how small the pull was, it was still there.
A tiny thread that refused to sever just because I wanted it to.
I wasn’t blind to it. I wasn’t weak either.
But I could feel it…faintly. Reminding me of what should have been…and what never was.
And honestly, it pissed me off.
I had enough on my plate.
Aaron, Zayn, the wolves who wanted
