Ainsley felt physically satisfied. At that moment, they both reached a c****x at the same time.
As they panted, experiencing the pleasure of their bodies, their hearts broke.
"Ainsley, I hate you," Eloise said hoarsely.
Ainsley's fingers trembled, but he still managed to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead.
There was something inexplicable hidden behind his deep eyes, something that confused Eloise. However, the moment she looked into them, the familiar pain resurfaced from her numb heart, piercing her with sharp clarity.
Three years ago, just a single glance from him could make her heart race. She had naively believed he was the mate chosen for her by the Moon Goddess, that their love was destined. She never imagined he would be the one to bring her such endless pain.
Ainsley
