Chapter 22: Betrayer

Giselle felt so ashamed.

She was lying on her side, curling up, staring at Marcus’s window.

Outside of his window, the moon was hiding behind those greyish clouds. She did not see the scene unfold in his bedroom. She did not witness the hell Giselle had been through once again.  

In the corner of her eyes, she saw Marcus get up and get dressed. He seemed like he wanted to go out.

But Giselle did not bother to ask, so she shifted her gaze back to the outside of his window pane.

Marcus caught the sight of Giselle lying on his mattress. A thin blanket covered her bare body. In that messy bed of his, Giselle’s petite body frame seemed to be swallowed by all of those pillows and the duvet under her. She drowned in them.

The petite omega lay there, motionless. 

Tears streamed down from her eyes, silently. Yet, Giselle did not sob. She did not whimper, either. She was lying there, crying in silence.

Unknowingly, his heart ached