The sound of Bailey sobbing broke my heart. I had stood there, resting my head upon the door for a moment, hoping she would open the door for me. I wanted to go and hold her. Reassure her. But the door never opened, and it was breaking Zion’s heart too, so I had to walk away. Listening to her was hard enough without my wolf’s whimpering on top. That night, I had spent back in my office like so many nights previously. Back to my former routine. Knowing that I couldn’t go to her because it seemed she needed her space.
Hours of paperwork. Doing the work I had skipped in order to spend time with her earlier in the day… such a perfect day, yet it had ended so horrifically. We seemed terrible at communicating. Maybe it was our lack of experience at all this? Or just that we were both so stubborn? I truly didn’t know, but I know this much, knowing she was upset because of me made me feel horrendous. Like total shit…