Me and my troubles again, huh?

Kaelan

Guilt encompassed my soul as I walked out of the bedroom. No matter how much I tried to convince myself that keeping away from Joye was best for me, my conscience always had it out for me. Not only my conscience, but Andrea wasn't exactly a fan of pushing our mate aside like she wasn't important.

"It's just some stupid story!" Andrea would remind me from time to time, but we both knew that it was more than just a stupid story. It was true, my grandfather had been cursed by a witch back in his days, however I hadn't been aware that it was a generational one, not until Forrester had clarified it.

My intentions had been to keep my distance from her until I figured out a way to deal with all the witch stuff and curse. But after hearing everything she's said, I couldn't bring myself to even look her in the eyes. I was angry, not at Joye but at myself. I couldn't believe that I had been torturing my own wife emotionally and mentally all these while. There was literally no differenc