~Mark~

The seconds ticked by, and my anxiety was growing. I came out with it; I told Tia that Jenna was my fated mate, and I was met with silence. I swear I could probably hear a pin drop if there were one dropping.

Tia is standing at the window, looking out onto the land. She hasn’t made any reaction; she hasn’t spoken, and she hasn’t really moved. I have no idea what she is going to say to me, and that makes me anxious. Tia is my best friend, and I want to do anything I ...