***Zane***
“Zane, I-”
Talia pauses for a moment to wipe her tears and several thoughts fill my head.
Is my past too much of a burden to share with her? Am I too broken to love?
“Thank you so much for sharing with me,” she murmurs, my entire body tensing as I brace myself for her to turn me down for my baggage.
My mate, however, interlocks our fingers together, bringing my hand up to her lips and kissing it.
“You are so strong, Zane,” she whispers through her tears. “So strong and so brave,” she adds, giving my hand a squeeze. “My problems feel so small compared to yours now,” she chuckles sheepishly. “I had a much easier life than you did. Good parents and for a brief time, a good husband.”
She fidgets with her hair at the mention of her ex husband and I frown at her. I did not sh
