Zaria~

The forest doesn’t comfort me tonight.

It’s too quiet.

Like it knows I’m bleeding inside and wants to listen.

The cold bites at my skin, but I keep walking. Barefoot. Bare-throated. Bare of the one thing Omegas are supposed to keep safe — their heart.

I don’t think about Levi.

I don’t think about how his mouth looked when it was saying my name with her taste still on his tongue.

I don’t think about how his hands held her like they were supposed to hold me.

No.

I think ...