So much anger, so much fear, and it all boiled down towards towards hate that I felt for Tristan.
If you had a clue about the nightmare, he should have announced that they were not very pleasant to encounter. They were heinous, horrifying and frightening enough for me to wonder if I should truly just stay awake and avoid them altogether.
" He knew all this while, and he decided to do nothing until he marked me. It just comes down to the mark, does it not? Now that I have his mark, I can have everything. By everything, he means that I can finally breathe and sleep in peace without thinking of the nightmares again."
A scornful laugh escaped. "What did he think I was experiencing in those nightmares? The joy I felt when my family was complete? Or happily as after dreams, that were coming true in them? Can a man not think of himself first, and think of the horror that the girl went through when… when this happened?!"
