Amelia POV
I feel my heart break to hear those words leave her lips. How could she even think about rejecting Michael? "Let's talk before you make any rash decisions." Lily and Iris take a seat on the couch and Pheobe sits in a chair by my bed. "Pheobe, do you mind if I speak freely?" "Of course you can, Luna" she says and I smile. Even though I'm just meeting her, I can see she is a beautiful sweet girl. I think I already know why she is so determined that rejection is her only choice but I need to hear it from her. "Pheobe, why would you ever think about rejecting your goddess-given mate?" I see her furrow her brows thinking about how to answer my question. "Pheobe, you don't need to sugar coat anything." "Just tell us what you're thinking," She takes a deep breath. "There is more
