Making a run for it

"You're not someone that I can ever grow to love, Savannah. The only thing in me that grows for you is hatred. I hated you long before you stepped foot into this palace, and you have become a disdainful, shameful burden that I have to carry about like a clown, because of the so-called Alpha. I don't care what happens to you. That's why I didn't help you back at the ball party. It won't bother me one bit if I wake up tomorrow and hear that your soul now resides in Hades."

Reginald's words were like sharp arrows doused in acid and shot from far, straight into her chest, and they caused hot tears to escape silently from her face. She wanted to speak and defend herself, but there was nothing she could say to him. Through her tear-blurred eyes, she could see Reginald’s eyes held more hate for her than even his words.

"I... I didn't do anything to deserve this. All I ever did was to agree to get married to you, and I didn't have much of a choice-"

"Still, it's the worst mistake you've ever