Feli's P.O.V
I thought I knew pain.
I thought, not seeing J everyday.
Not telling everyone that I found the man of my dreams, my mate. Someone who loves me just as much as I loves them and meant the world to me.
Not being able to introduce him to my family.
I thought that was the most painful thing in the world, the most agonizing burden to have to carry around everyday.
I was wrong.
Seeing J look at me like that, like if he was broken, completely and entirely devasted because of my actions. Like if I'd shattered a piece of him, that was the most painful thing in the world.
It was an entirely new, foreign form of suffering that exceeded the physical ones I endured in the past.
He was mad, disappointed and sad.. …
