Jessica/Tessa pov.
I thought about Linda’s words all night. Her logic made sense. If this man really was my fated mate, then rejecting him was the only way to end it before things got worse. The connection between us—whatever it was—had already caused too much confusion. I couldn’t let it destroy everything I had with Zane.
So the next morning, I made up my mind. I was going to end it.
When I got to the prison, two guards opened the heavy doors. The air inside was cold, and I could already feel my heart pounding in my chest. Adrian sat inside the small cell, calm as ever, his hands resting loosely on his knees like he was sitting in a garden instead of behind iron bars.
He looked up as soon as I stepped in. “Jessica,” he said softly, as if he’d been waiting for me.
“Don’t call me that
