I look at my friend, unable to stop the tears falling from my eyes. “He didn’t want me, Drew. My fated mate didn’t want me.”

Chapter 7

Sophia Hope

I guess I didn’t realize that I had simply suppressed my appetite. As I munch on the fries, sitting cross-legged on my couch, a cup of tea before me on the coffee table, I feel slightly better. Of course, that could also have to do with the fact that I just cried like a little baby not five minutes ago. I’ve never been someone who sheds ...