He left me in my room. Rocco returned me to my bed, and walked away. Like he could not wait to get away from me. I have not seen him since. He meant the words he had said. And I cannot help but wonder if, or when, I will see the Beta again. His kindness and intense gaze was gone... and as uncomfortable as it made me feel on so many occasions, it was missed.
I was angry with him for deserting me, yet a part of me wonders if this was my own fault. But, my own mind does not feel like my own right now, and I do not even know how I am meant to be feeling. I struggle to process the things that we said. The things I said... I would like to think I did not hurt his feelings. Or if I did, that he was strong enough to deal with that. He was a strong man, wasn't he?
My heart tightens at the thoug
