99: Are you in love with her?

Ethan’s POV

An actual day had gone by, yet it still mattered.

I was never one to care about people's feelings or opinions of me no matter how truthful they were being, I was somehow one of the rare people who had an iron clad shield from emotions and I never gave a shit about anything.

But for the first time in my life, It mattered to me what someone thought of me.

It mattered so much that all I could see whenever I closed my eyes were my mate’s haunted and hateful stare when she ordered me to leave her chambers by threatening to hurt herself. She’d sincerely admitted that she’d rather hurt herself than by touched by me, she’d implied that I disgusted her so much that she’d rather choose death.

For a person who’d lived a curse that came with an unquenchable hunger for blood, I was used to being stared at like a monster and being called one, or even treated like a beast. They’d say the most vile things to me and it would bounce off me without meaning anything.

However, this time around