Camellia's POV
The moment the door clicked shut, a searing pain shot through the gland on the back of my neck.
I collapsed onto the oak floor, the moonlight filtering through my fingers as Lyra clawed at the mental barrier—Esmond's lingering scent was corroding our bond.
I knew exactly what Esmond meant by his earlier words. He was giving me two weeks to accept and forgive his infidelity.
Looks like moving out needed to happen sooner rather than later.
"Ding!" My phone chimed. It was a message from NovaStar Pharmaceuticals.
I got the job, though the salary was lower than I'd hoped.
But I didn't have much of a choice now. After replying to confirm my start date for next Monday, I immediately contacted a real estate agent.
At dawn, I trudged through the Shadow Forest, the damp, rotti
