"Why do I keep finding myself in this mess? Why do I keep allowing him to treat me this way? It has been a constant practice, and I keep falling for this over and over again. And I hate myself even more.

As I looked at him, I could see regret written all over his face. He regretted ever going this far with me, regretted being in a compromising situation with me. The matebond kept playing tricks on me, and in anger, I clenched my fists, holding onto my hair tightly.

And to know he just said some ...