Chapter 40. Feeling

POV Megan

Questions were going round and round in my mind, did she forget me, does she remember me a little bit, will she still take my place, will she look at me the same way she used to look at me, does she satisfy me completely, is she much better than me?

Those questions, for some reason, were driving me crazy, and without even knowing it, I felt a tear sliding down my cheek; I don’t understand why I felt so emotional about him after so long; it gives me immense rage to still feel something for him when for sure every night he sleeps with that slut and makes love to her as I would have wanted, for sure he sleeps calm and happy by her side, while my nights and days I only think of him, not only in the bad but also in the good, our moments together....and he’ll barely remember my name or what I meant to him.

Because whether we like it or not, I’ve been his mate. Y... I want it in the worst