Chapter 80

• Stephane POV::
• "Let me go. I won't walk away, I promise. I can't talk like this." Aleen says, avoiding my eyes even though we are close enough for me to have her scent imprinted in my head. My chest fucking hurts as I comply, letting go of her, she steps away from me quickly like she couldn't get away from me faster. It breaks me. I truly can't fathom what is going through her head. I want to punch myself in the face.
• "Okay. Talk to me, Aleen." We are in the living area, on separate couches, farther apart than I am comfortable with. But I keep my face and expression calm and controlled. Knowing that I have to present an encouraging demeanour for her to be comfortable enough to say whatever is eating at her.