Chapter 51

As she made her way to the theatre, she couldn't stop thinking of Rey. His scent, touched, breathed, and beauty clouded her thoughts. She willed with all her heart to turn back, run to him, embrace him, and tell him she was sorry. However, she couldn't.

Have I done the wrong thing? Faith thought, ascending the steps of the theatre one after the other. Perhaps she shouldn't have acted illiterate. She should have been patient to hear him out. She shouldn't have slapped his hand away like that.

She regretted everything she did out there. They had just met; it wasn't even up to twenty-four hours yet, and she had spoiled everything with her ill temper. She had thought it was a good thing, thinking that it made her feel strong, but she was wrong. She now understands the words, “Anger is a demon!”

On the other hand, Faith believed Rey did the wrong thing. If she was truly his mate, someone he cared about and was ready to spend his entire life with, she shouldn't have lied