Genova
Then I decided I couldn't stay in Afghanistan anymore.
I left, still in pain and when I arrived at Eastfield I was so guilt-stricken to the extent that I couldn't even go home to my mother and brothers, although I had called them a few times and asked about their well-being, I just couldn't face them.
There was news that Cahill had a mate and Mathilda was hurting because Cahill couldn't let go of his mate.
It was rare for one to have a mate in our era, I couldn't decipher why the moon goddess blessed him with a mate. But it was easy, he could reject her just as Mathilda rejected Brandon for him.
I stayed around this whole time, in a hotel, disguised myself so no one would recognize me, and worked my ass off to get money.
