Before he left, I had been the one preparing his clothes. But at that moment, I was too upset to serve him, especially after he showed me how little he cared.
“It’s in the closet. Sorry, I can’t assist you today. I’m not feeling well after losing so much blood,” I replied.
“Okay, just stay here. Don’t go out, you know many lone wolves are lurking outside. Look what happened to you last night…” he said, almost insinuating that it was my fault for going out.
I fell silent, holding back my anger as I endured the pain while Samara stitched up my large wounds.
After Enzo got dressed, he quickly left the room. Samara and I exchanged glances, both of us disappointed by my mate’s heartlessness.
“Amanda, while you still have the chance, you should leave that cold-hearted man. You deserve someone who will love you unconditionally,” she advised.
I wondered for a moment. I knew I deserved better, yet I couldn’t understand why I still loved him despite everything he had done.
Why was I still hoping he would change one day?
***
The next morning, I found myself at the breakfast table with Enzo and my cousin Amelia. As we ate, I noticed he was putting delicious food on Amelia’s plate.