Ember's POV
I closed the door quietly behind me before leaning my back against it and sinking to the floor.
I pulled my knees to my chest and sat there hugging them for a while, cradling my head in my arms.
'Ember. Nate is right. Talking will help.' My wolf insisted gently.
'I don't care. I don't want to talk about it, I want to forget about it and move on.'
'It doesn't work like that. What we went through leaves scars. If we don't face them and work through them, they'll affect us for the rest of our life. Perhaps in ways we don't understand yet.' She reasoned.
'I don't care!' I shouted back angrily.
'I think, maybe today was a lot for you. It's ok to be tired, overwhelmed and emotionally drained. Let's rest now. Things will seem different after a good night's sleep
