My friends were hanging around me like leeches. It's more than I can say I did for them when they were apart from their mates. Okay, it was more than I even dreamed of doing for them when their mates had either run away or left for training. But could I be blamed? I had dreamed of a mate and they had treated their mates like trash.
It seemed it didn’t matter after all. I had treated mine like diamonds handed to me by the Moon Goddess. That how I saw her after all, but she left me anyway.
She didn’t think she was good enough.
It made my heart seize imagining her thinking that.
Why did she not know she was good enough! How could she not see it? Did I not let her see that she was the best? I had better sense than to pin it on myself though. Life happened. The happenings of life ca
