Vincent
The guilt dragged at his every inhalation and weighed down each heartbeat. It curled itself sickly in his stomach, making food tasteless. Every time he shut his eyes, Nadia’s pained, angry face hung at the forefront of his mind.
Not just for the fact that he’d betrayed Nadia’s trust. That he’d lost his tight control over and over again until he drove her to run away from his home in the night. That he’d broken the bond between them, making the impossible daydream that they could ever truly be mates infinitely farther from reality.
No, Vincent’s guilt haunted him even more violently now that he’d seen just how badly his actions reinforced her belief in her worthlessness. After the way she’d grown up, it was no surprise that she would consider herself unwanted, rejected in ev
