confessional

CHARLOTTE

I tried to keep myself occupied the entire day.

It was the only way to keep my mind off the situations unfolding around me. The realities I’d been trying so hard to wrap my head around while avoiding them at the same time.

But one thing I had to keep reminding myself of was the fact that Taide and I weren’t together. We weren’t a couple… despite recent events.

What—or who—he did, was none of my business. He helped me out at a time of need.

That was all it was.

Probably all it ever would be.

We weren’t friends either. That I knew for certain.

And yet…

Every time the image of the girl on his bed popped into my mind, I felt like clawing it out with silver. Burning it with wildfire so it never dared to come up again.

This completed mate bond was turning me into a person I truly didn’t recognize.

I wasn’t new to the concept of the triplets and their women. Hell, one of them was already engaged. They flaunted the very fact that girls flocked around them with thin reservat