CHAPTER 37

Trudeau’s POV

I walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked severally.

“Audrey, open the door.”

There was no reply.

“Audrey‼ don’t make me kick the door down—”

She broke into a harsh cry which grew into a long sobbing, then the shower was turned on. My eyes widened as It finally clicked. She was having a breakdown. With all of my authority and lack of empathy, I only made her condition worse.

I slowly and steadily stepped back from the door, one foot after the other until my legs touched the bed. My emotions were all over the place, I was barely feeling one when another came in. Like that, I was over-flooded with them until I walked out of the room entirely.

I wondered where I would go from here. I heard my wolf mention my room but I knew I couldn’t leave her in this condition all by herself. What if she killed herself?

My mind went back to the conversation I had with Felix earlier about the kind of relationship she had with Cynthia. The room that was allocated to her was a