Gabriella’s POV
I sat on the floor by the window and pulled my knees close to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.
My eyes were burning because I cried a lot. My throat felt dry and sore and I felt hollow.
Lexus was sitting on a low wooden chair across the room. He did3ot say a word to me last night. He just let me have my silence. Now, in the soft afternoon light, I looked at him.
He looked tired, and his shoulders were heavy.
Through the mate mark, I could feel his feelings.
He was mourning his dead family, and I was mourning my broken life.
He lifted his head and looked at me.
"You're going to freeze if you sit on the floor all day, Gabriella," he said softly. His voice was rough and deep, but it was very kind.
"I don't care" I whispered, looking back out the window at t
