"You cannot hear me but I want you to know I care for you. I'm falling into this thing hard and it scares me. I'm afraid of turning into my father." Memories flood into my brain. Peeling my eyes off of our conjoined hands, I look to the light teal wall across the room. My voice shakes slightly as I try to regain the confidence to continue. "The pack would be ruined and I hate the fact that they need to be my priority because all I want to do is care for you, moy svet."
A warm finger glides across the top of my hand. "Why don't you?" Her soft voice rings through the room.
Startled, I look into her brown eyes and lose myself. "I don't know how to."
"You haven't even tried to."
"I," Looking towards the wall again, I lose my words.
"Danyal?"
Her angelic voice calls me forward, bringing h
