“How could you? I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” I said, walking back and forth in the clearing behind the packhouse.

Warrick leaned against a tree, crossing his arms, frustration written all over his features. He had called me to speak with me and I can’t seem to stand him, not after what I saw.

Though I felt hurt, I still shouldn’t show it to him that I am hurt.

“Piper, please,” he said, strained. “I have apologised a hundred times. What more could you possibly want from me?

“It’s not about the apology, Warrick!” I spat, spinning to face him. “It’s about trust. You broke it and now… now I don’t even. know who we are anymore.”

His jaw hardened, and for a moment, he said nothing. Then his voice gentled, almost imploring. “I made a mistake, Piper. I know that. But I love you. Doesn’t that count for anything?”

I shook my head. My chest tight, I managed to get the words out: “Love isn’t enough when I can’t even trust you.” The silence.

was a stretch between us.

Finally turning away, I muttered, “I need to get my head sorted,” and I walked off.

heard Warrick calling, but I didn’t

didn’t know which way to go, but somehow my feet did because they

sparring with a circle

concern.

talk to,” I whispered

walked to a nearby bench, I followed him and we

mess. “It’s Warrick. Everything just seems

know. But you are strong, Piper. You’ll

I said, forcing a bitter laugh. “Cause right now, it

voice, he said, “You are not alone. You’ve got people who care about

kind of lifeline. I found myself leaning

I was confused, Warrick kept screwing up and Rowan

anymore.

eyes locked in Rowan’s he leaned closer, “Piper,” he whispered,

my eyes off of him. The space between us seemed to reduce and, in one swift moment,

last second, I drew back, my heart pounding. “I can’t,” I whispered,

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