I didn’t even remember how I got back to my room because everything felt like a blur.
One moment I was standing there, watching Kellan carry his mate away like I didn’t exist anymore and the next, I was lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, my chest feeling heavy like a weight was sitting on it.
Fiona must’ve brought me back. She probably helped me walk all the way here. I didn’t remember saying anything. I didn’t remember moving. My body felt numb, like I was floating but also drowning at the same time.
I turned on my side and hugged a pillow tightly, hoping it would make me feel better. It didn’t.
The room was dark now. It was night already and the sun had set hours ago, and still, nothing. Kellan hadn’t come to see me.
He didn’t even check if I was okay. He didn’t knock on my door, didn’t try to explain anything, nothing at all.
I stared at the clock on the wall. The hands ticked slowly, painfully. Time was passing, and Kellan still hadn’t come.
Is he still with her? Is he
