Chapter 70 A Pang Of Guilt

• Before I could respond, I heard Soraya’s footsteps quicken behind me. I nodded to Ronan and strode to the packhouse quietly, she continued to follow me. I could feel her presence pressing down on me, and I sighed heavily, feeling a sense of resignation wash over me. I didn’t want to deal with this right now, but I couldn’t ignore her.
• “Thorne, please wait!” she called, her voice slightly breathless.
• I stopped but didn’t turn around. “What do you want, Soraya?” My tone was sharper than I intended, but I was tired… tired of the trials, tired of the constant tug-of-war between my emotions, and most of all, tired of feeling cornered.