Chapter 27

• MATTHAN
• It was hell. Knowing I had done something so unspeakable to someone I surely could not leave without. My fascination. My quest to discover who Eloise Carter was and I had left the most important stone unturned. Her father. If I had known, I wouldn't have done it. But what was the point of regretting it now? I had done it. I had to put her in danger. With my own hands, I had sent hail into her life once again. I could teleport to her house and promise to protect but it was crystal clear even for me that she wouldn't want me there. I wouldn't even want myself there. I remained that way for a pretty long time. The curtains were down so I could not tell how much time had gone. Not that any of that mattered much. I just wanted to remain in my bed. Kept alive by misery. Occasionally, it crossed my mind that hurting myself was not going to fix all the things I had broken. Common sense would tell me to think and make an attempt to fix things. My wolf would do the same but he had also been pretty quiet since the revelation. We deserved this. Nothing changed my stance. Not the constant buzzing of my mobile phone. Not the voice mail from Catherine that player repeatedly outside my room. In a pleasant way, my suffering was enjoyable. Because in this numb state, nothing mattered. Nothing mattered at all. At least I thought so. But then, my bedroom door creaked open and Eloise stepped inside. Apparently, my suffering was not enough. My brain wanted to imprint how horrible of a person I was by creating an apparition of Eloise Carter.
• "Ah, now you've come to haunt me." I laughed, only stopping when I felt a catch in my throat.