Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 347

I closed my eyes. That guilt gain... A different kind, though.

Yeah," I whispered, "I felt that way too."

Another awkward silence followed.

I could hear Jake breathing shakily on the other end like he was trying to hold something back.

Then came the question I had feared would eventually surface.

"...Are you really going to accept him, Kester... as your mate?"

I felt the breath slip from my lungs.

I looked up at the ceiling, blinking fast, trying to keep my voice steady. "Jake..." I called softly, but he interrupted me before I could speak again.

"Then what happens to us, Kasmine?" He exhaled, and I could almost see him closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, "What happens to... to everything we've shared? What happens to the love I gave you? What happens to me?"

My heart twisted.

His voice cracked and it felt like each word hurt to let out. "I don't know how to breathe without you anymore. You were everything to me."

My eyes stung instantly. A wave of guilt crashed into me before I could brace myself. Tears slid down my cheeks.

"Jake..." I croaked.

he whispered. "I still love you. Every second. Every minute. You are my whole world, Kasmine. How am I supposed to just...

sob caught in my chest

when they're trying not

I see you tonight?" I stiffened, "I just... I just want to see you. Let's talk.

a slight panic setting in. "You can't just call me like this and ask to

it's not," he said quickly, "I know it's complicated and messy and maybe even pointless I need this, Kasmine. I

hard. "What's the point? We are already hurting enough, Jake. I mean..." I swear, I didn't know what else to say. I just closed my eyes, sucked in a deep

hand.

it. But I can't walk away without looking you in the eyes

1/2

Chapter 347

over at

see it. "Jake... It's already late. I

back," he rushed

his words, "I swear. In my uncle's car. We'll talk and I'll drop you back even before eight

"Jake..."

"Please, Kasmine. I'm not

like this."

tonight. I'm just asking...

it

the phone. I could practically feel his longing

at the floor, my

meet Jake. there was no telling how he'd react. Kester didn't do "jealousy" gently. He didn't do "restraint." And even though had asked him for space, I didn't think he'd be okay with me going behind his back to see the