My father had always said that your mate was the most precious thing, and not everyone was lucky enough to have one. But when you found the one, you would feel a connection that was impossible to explain. He loved my mother so so much. They were mates, and it was so easy to see the love they had for each other.
When he lost her, his world came crumbling down, and the pain of losing a mate was unbearable.
He was devastated, and it was difficult to see him go through such pain. I just knew both of them were together now, living their happily ever after that they didn't get to have on earth.
So, how was I supposed to allow myself to give into the desire, knowing what the consequences would be? Knowing that Dominic would end up breaking my heart and hurting me all over again.
It was inevi
