Dahlia

I’m not okay.

My breaths are coming in fast. I’m panicking. I can’t help it. I’ve suffered nights of crying and wishing Alaric would choose me until I broke. He was supposed to pick me since I was and still am his fated mate. Instead, he rejected me. Then I rejected him back to save my pride. But underneath it? Underneath is I was suffering, but I didn’t want to be. So I buried those feelings deep in my heart and threw away the key. Told myself that place would ...