Elena’s POV.
After Lucas drops the bomb, I am immediately turned off. I don’t let him touch me again even though I wanted him to. I just rinse off and leave the bathroom. I just can’t believe him. We sleep together now and he didn’t even bother to mention that my Luna ceremony was coming up. He doesn’t have a goddamn clue why I’m so angry with him but wisely, he stays silent. I glare at him one last time before I leave the bathroom. I was pulling on pajamas when he came out.
“Elena. What’s going on?” He asks, as he dries his hair and prepares for bed too.
“You tell me!” I am a woman so I am excused for wanting to pick a fight with him for no reason at all. I was overreacting but it’s his fault. Why didn’t he tell me sooner?
“Fine!” He says and walks out of the room. I feel terrible
